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My name is Paul Broadhurst; in August of 2006 by way of a bet I entered a poetry competition in a national news paper and won a prize, this gave me the bug. After a while I had quite a collection of work, as I have always done charity work I put it together in a little paperback and raised money for a local hospice.
I have now had my work read out on local B.B.C. radio, published in anthologies, and just recently in the Manchester International fringe festival 2007.
Engineering limits me to time, to promote my work, which is humorous look at every day life, with the odd poignant rhyme, along the way.
I have been attending Write out loud evening at The Olde Boars Head Middleton and the web site has given me the chance to show case my work.
Hope you enjoy this sample


Study of wind

Seep is when you squeeze your cheeks in company or in a lift
If it is undetected relief and what a gift
But if the gas is smelly, there’s only one thing to do
Stare at someone opposite before they stare at you

Cheek wobble always loud, sometimes you’re unprepared
Can occur sometimes when walking, going up and down the stair
But there’s a time when even you don’t know there’s been a beep
It can happen sometimes at night, when you are fast asleep

Sometimes you are prepared for it with rumbles in the tum
To your surprise there’s not a sound or gas escape from bum
An S.B.D. is deadly, when let out of the bag
Even you the maker are seen to choke and gag

Ladies never do it, or that is what they say
Trying hard to keep it in, but out it blasts one day
Blokes more of a maverick if it comes right out
‘Proud of that’, what a thrutch they sometimes give a shout

When settled down and married, the night less of a worry
Your partners’ leg, back or bum can mute a little flurry
But that’s true love, excepted and there’s no need to part
Just let it out, don’t keep it in, less stressful on the heart

PM questions in the house

They make their way to assemble; like kids do going to school
At Wednesday lunch, they take their seats to shout and play the fool
A question asked from one side; just support or pat on back
Then, opposition fire one in; is jeered and under flack
Up and down like yo-yos, as benches rise and fall
Papers waved, gesticulate hands, then they shout and bawl
Speaker calls for order, to bring the house in line
Always one, will bellow out, to the Speakers cutting line
Public watch TV; listen on radio to hear the show
It isn’t any wonder political rhetoric, at voting they don’t go
The house that makes decisions, influential on people’s life
Common sense gone out the door causing us more strife
Progression for the future, what the people want to hear and see
Not parliamentary play time, be a sensible MP

Over the top

They said “your Country needs you” I went to volunteer
We all signed on the dotted line so young, we had no fear
“I am now your mother son, your basic training has begun,
You’ll leave us fighting fit from here” those words they blurted down my ear

All too fast we’re fighting men, a boat across the channel then
A long route march to set up base, the noise of battle in our face
Kit all polished bayonet and gun, the order came to carry on
“Quick march now” the orders grunt “four hours away we’re on the front”

Over the top the call goes out, machine gun fire, we start the rout
A loud explosion in my ear, I grab my mate to pull him clear
But all to late to my alarm, his body gone, hand on my arm
I’m driven on, but only with fear, day after day year after year

The Christmas time friend or foe, presents swapped it’s strange you know
The battle field so quiet, no fear, a strange ringing in my ear
All my pals that now have gone, I thank god I’m a lucky one
The time all over, the men all back, the shelling starts we’re taking flack

War is over, peace at last, the joy of hearing the final blast
I never saw a coward there, the higher ups, did they care?
For all of that we shot our own, for deserting post or making home
Did we really understand the trauma of those men so grand?

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Julian (Admin)

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Mon 10th Dec 2012 11:30

excellent reportage from the Broadhurst family Christmas Paul. Good hear from you and to have seen you at the poetry jam. Keep up the good work!

Dominic Berry

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Tue 25th Aug 2009 10:21

excellent work at Inside Out man. I was thoroughly entertained throughout. I can't believe you say you don't read often yet you had such a relaxed and easy vibe on stage- very charismatic and hugely enjoyable. Please let me know when your reading round Manchester way next, your stuff is brilliant and it was a joy to watch you perform. well done fella


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