I’ve drifted in space,

In endless, boundless darkness, 

Escaping the allure of evil. 

Where sound fades away, 

yet voices still whisper, 

Silent screams echoing in the cold solitude,

Invisible to all, no matter how present I am, 

Like a symphony played in reverse or a piece of art unnoticed, 

Where time seems to crawl in slow motion,

Adrift in a single, unchanging direct...

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There are three strings missing

On my violin,

I think of touching the last one,

But it’s very delicate and thin,

Outside the dusty window

And closed-compact walls,

Is a road that goes far

And stands tall.

Down that easy road,

Bearing risks of a rough patch,

Some blind-trustingly go aboard,

While some get weighed down

By the fear of detach.

There are...

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Yesterday Forever that's where I want to be
Yesterday forever a place of sanctuary 
Yesterday forever together you and me
Yesterday forever will set my spirit free
Yesterday forever 

Live for the here and now they say
Embrace today with a healthy glow
Enjoy the moment it's all you have
One day at a time is the way to go
Tomorrow is a mystery oh really
I don't believe a word hey ho
Yes...

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Poem after Isabel Galleymore.

The cute beaded sequin-embellished firefly
 embroidered to the front of a recyclable blue
  loves to be on the show so much.
Fashion arrays, boutique sales, forest floors,
and decades of its shimmery are uncounted everywhere.
When the invitation for us to meet outside is there,
  the cute beaded sequin-embellished firefly is
a neon sign announcing a caf...

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I do things

It helps;

Climb,

Run

Swim

Gym

Things.

Evading life or embracing it?

I don’t know

does it matter if it works?

I won’t stop doing things.

It somehow makes me better outside.

And in.

Maybe 

It works

It’s enough.

Nothing else has a lasting effect.

So I do this.

To cope.

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This morning porridge 

Was my preference.

It was too hot.

Three Bears 

Five strawberries on

The top.Sweetness,

An extra dimension.

The morning breeze 

Added to the taste.

The birds sang in

The garden just 

For me.Life is 

Good.I am ten.

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You are unstoppable

Everything is possible

Just believe in yourself

Not rust on the back shelf

Be brave and take that risk

The journey may be slow or brisk                    

But you have the full power

To handle your dreams like a flower

The road can be quite bumpy

And at times, you may feel grumpy

But never lose hope or give up

Just keep going, like a free-flow...

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I don’t want no Staycation

I’m not that kind of holiday guy

I’d rather not drive to some coastal location

When there’s budget ways to fly

I want to fall foul of Parking Patrol

Get mentally stressed and shout

I want to queue at Passport Control

Have breakfast with lager or stout

I want to remove my trainers and belt

Fill trays with keys and coins

Want to have...

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It is not the cruelty of children that angers me
But that my hesitation to commit the word to air
And, aye, maybe, to the ear, the heart, was treated as an affliction
By those with the polished shoes and starched aprons;
Sometimes I was not even there when they mocked me but I knew
What they did and ‘never-a-bother-it-was-to-me’.
But it was. I was brought up to be brave but inside I was ...

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Love is wonderful

Love is perfect

Love guides me through the day

Love soothes me through the night

Love calms all fears

Love lifts all burdens

Love colors my day bright

Love deepens my night holy

Love sings all harmony

Love cleanses all sorrows

Love is wonderful

Love is perfect

I live in love

I die in love

Love is my all

I am...

love.

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My grandfather was a paedophile

but otherwise he was great,

always there to meet me

at the school yard gate.

He often seemed distracted

I never quite new why,

he had a funny look

in his evil little eye.

He killed my cat one Christmas

I never could forgive,

So I vowed myself to vengeance

that he should cease to live.

He wallowed in his cancer

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Morning

Wandering merchants angle about the bazaar wondering if their gold intake will take them far. The birds ruffle in their cages, the callers call out their wares, the buyers hold their hands behind their back as they lean in to inspect the peaches and the pears.  With time, the smells, the sounds, the cleaving of the meat. Get it all here my friends get it all. Get your merman and yo...

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the house built on the rock

does not collapse in the storm

yet those stones will drown you

in the flood if you are tied to it.

the prince-maker lay the cards

on the table in black & white

as squares on a chess board

the art of war was forewarned.

Alexander's father / Philip the.2nd

    Roman ruler - Julius Ceasar 

          & horseback emperor small.man Napoleon

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I still dream of their tiny, starved faces in Rio
huddled together in a frightened procession 
underneath white plastic sheets in dirt fled streets
and kicked wildly into the back of piss stained vans.

Bus journeys and hiding underneath seats
when bullets laced the bus whenever
it stopped for a few seconds longer
than it should have in the wrong neighbourhood.

Parties across the coas...

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For a couple of weeks I'd lost the fighting spirit

and the analogy'd gone lost

to find myself struggling again,

cast out 

but you'll have to keep on pushing

against their piercing pressures;

as they curse after curse in ignorance

and you'll rise against the tide once more,

hopefully as friends.

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summoned from fitful sleep

a chilling skin-crawl

strokes my neck,

the gods are to fight

and require audience

I’m to bear witness to

their warring quarrel,

other passive bodies peer

through unlit apertures

like ghouls, motionless

all subpoenaed to attend

this heinous bout,

in a speculative flash

white, negative, black

the thunder gods attack

cr...

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I haven't known how to be me
Or what it even means
For all of my life
Then you entered and finally I could exhale 
And take a new breath 
Breathing easy to your rhythm

You are the song I always want to dance to
Never tire of hearing
Can sing along to every word

The weeks became months became years
I still get excited when the song starts to play
I still listen til the end

Maybe y...

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Grown

       Married  

                Children of our own

   Yet still 

               The children of our parents

The loving circle

    Of relatives

         We watched it shrink

Felt it fading

    One by one

         They moved on

                   Never to be seen again

It continued

         To the very last

                  One mother...

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Whatever you've done today

It doesn't matter now, the sign states

its time for a parade 

for the tiny tippy tappers to escapade

You've seen the sights

Blinded by all the flashing lights

You've filled the senses with a pungent repulse

Tollerated the tube and the intolerance

Now you're back to the place of dreams

Where walls and ceilings go bump in the night

H...

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These days as a new grandad

I'm more formula milk than Formula 1

so whilst Lewis and Lando are screaming around Monza

testosterone fuelled

I'm changing the baby's nappy

high octane filled

Besides, I can't stand guys who act all flash

and are happy to take our hard earned cash

then hide away in Monaco or Switzerland

so the Taxman can't touch their secret stash

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You would be doing me a favor

that I find impossible to gift myself.

Less death since one could say

my soul passed away

a long time ago,

Silently.

Like the serenity I long for.

No, not non-existence,

just

silence.

I scream a cackle into the 

cushions of my sofa

as the irony coats the inside of my mouth.

I must have

deserved

the ranci...

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Marita, Marita, nobody could beat her
   At 200 metres or 4,
The steroids they took, never brought any luck
   For Marita the Cheater took more.
 

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ILLUSTRATION BY LEE CAMPBELL (2010) 

In  apple orchards, playing games, a rather fruitful tale

of teenage me and my friend James who thought he knew me well

Not just the cider talking or me being drunk on ale

Me sober seeing him naked set off my ding dong bell

At local pub one night got drunk, James only wearing socks

Him nude on that tree swing, me see the sexies...

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The poltergeists of every

fait accompli, roam

freely but unfree, 

uttering their guttural

regrets, with  a

fluency ghostly, and 

so very costly...

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birth of mankind
birth is a new birth of joy
a new foundation is a new birth of joy
foundation is foundation of joy
mankind is founded by joy
mankind is founded by mankind
new joy  is new birth of joy

birth is a new joy founded by new joy
foundation is founded by a new birth of joy
new joy is new foundation
birth of mankind is a birth of joy
joy is founded by joy
joy is founded by a ...

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Audibly warmed, such mellifluous tones

a subtle mix of soft sexual moans

Transported in song to different worlds

Moments of pleasure in her every word

Visually Wowed, an alluring sight.

Provocative, dreamers Dreaming delight

The man with child's eyes since seventy-eight

Sweet vision. Aroused my pupils dilate.

Forty-six years on, I'm listening, still

A...

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All is so ghostly in our lives and not all is mature.

There is only a moment between the past and the future.

So, hold it with both hands and don't let it go.

And this moment is called life, and it’s not a show.

The heart won't be pleased with an eternal peace,

An eternal peace is only for the grave,

And the star that falls and breaks into pieces

It is only a blind...

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A gracious, shrewd commander,

He was one of America’s best.

His courage and his honesty

Raised him up above the rest.

Now is the time to pass the torch

To a sharper generation,

To keep alive his legacy

And take forward a great nation.

For spiteful, ugly ideas tread

Upon Washington’s hallowed ground.

The politics of angry lies

Risks engulfing all around.

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This is the shed that holds the shelves

that hold the dreams that hold the man

here is the house that holds the garden

that holds the shed that holds the shelves

that hold the dreams that hold the man

to all the things he dreamed about when

things were what he dreamed about. 

But when he has to leave the house behind

that holds the garden that holds the shed

that ho...

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Aim for a life of simple security,

One that is based in easeful purity.

Avoid the traps of poverty and wealth,

Both injurious to the health.

Beware of property or its envied lack,

Both may break the bearer's back.

For property only complicates life,

Adding to its woe and strife.

Happy the soul who owns the least

Enjoying most at life's long feast.

If you have enough f...

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People think he’s sad and crying,  

shedding tears of regret,  

for the love they lost,  

a tapestry unraveled by careless hands.  

No, he’s not crying, nor is he depressed,  

but caught in the thorns of truth,  

a revelation that shattered his trust,  

like glass underfoot, sharp and unforgiving.  

He believed in spirits,  

the tamers draped in wisdom’s cloa...

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Here’s a little thought--

We drop our guns

We gaze into each other’s cataracts

And see the world in color after all these wasted suns

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We spoke of alluring arias, sweet melodies on high,

Then pondered the bursa of Fabricius, and how birds can fly.

Confucius gave us wisdom, his teachings ever clear,

Next, we explored dyadic deaths, where love and fear appear,

Existential quests, seeking meaning's thread,

Fractals' depths, where patterns endlessly spread.

With much more to explore beyond the letter F,

Our ...

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Three friends were celebrating on a night out.

Things changed due to what was to come about.

One goes to the bar to purchase the next round,

One friend suddenly falls flat to the ground.

"What's he having?"said the barman pointing to the man on the floor.

"He's driving,he'd better not have anymore!!!"

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You talk about the past as it defines you
I hope one day you look past the pain and trama
For there is a gift inside you
For the world to see
Your kind and caring personality

You are not a prisoner of your past
Your prison cell has always been open
It time for you to walk on through
And let the world in and all it has to offers you

Nothing is ever broken or beyond repair
It takes tim...

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i find myself texting you late at night

until you block me i’ll keep on coming back

wish i was only here out of spite

but in reality i need to talk to someone during my panic attack

i know it’s selfish to use you for reassurance 

however it’s the only thing that can soothe my racing mind

and i haven’t gotten enough money for insurance 

so i hope it doesn’t make you feel c...

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The ides of March and Julius Caesar

turned out to be a luckless geezer.

His pals had planned a sneak attack

and smiling, stabbed him in the back.

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I remember my grandad telling me when I was little (about 3’ 6”, I’d guess) that, for a 21st birthday present for my grandma, he paid for her to have all her teeth out and dentures fitted.  Apparently, that wasn’t uncommon in those days.

For one thing, it avoided a lifetime contending with rotting teeth and toothache.  (I suspect lead toothpaste tubes might have played a part).  But also, this ...

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What should we do when we get bored?
When we have nothing to do and no interests stored?
Nothing at all to occupy our time
Whether we are young or old or in our prime.

We may feel troubled and very frustrated,
Some pastime would now be appreciated.
Though sometimes there is nothing that we can find
To put our boredom completely behind.

So being bored is never pleasant,
Maybe it will h...

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In the ring, under lights so bright, 

Stands Kava, young and fierce tonight. 

At seventeen, his dreams are vast, 

A boxer’s future, built to last.

But shadows loom, a silent plight, 

The smoke that dims his inner light. 

With every drag, his strength betrayed, 

A fighter’s spirit, sorely frayed.

Kava, hear the bell's clear call, 

To rise above, to never fa...

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I'm afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

afraid there's no proof
of my life
if it isn't pouring crimson

afraid that 
I'm living in vain if
I'm not
living in vein

Im afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

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“Why so sad?”

“Well, it’s you Grief, actually.”

“Oh yeah, it’s kind of my thing.”

“Why do you make people so inconsolable?”

“It’s really Love’s fault. We’re pretty much a package deal. Eventually, you’ll get to know us both quite well.”

“Your timing is terribly inconvenient.”

“Love doesn’t have a regular schedule. It’s a bit hectic for me too, to be ...

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Poem 86 of 230:  ROBOTS

In factories,

    I’ve spent sometime

Working machines

    Whose goods should rhyme -

Moulding machines,

    Whose plastic shots

Are sorted by

    Auto-robots.

Well, now robots -

    Before ‘twas folks:

Process workers...

    Employment hoax?

(C) David Franks 2003 - https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com

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Oh, peace, where have you gone?!?

You seemed to have slipped away from me!

Too many worries are haunting me!

Even in my dreams!

I long for peace!

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human nature and
sympathetic sensitivity

parasitic

thought forms and will
manifest in woman and child

more so

than the inward hatred from a negative mentality

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Love doesn’t just stop loving
Love is eroded by the constant drip, drip, drip. 

The drip of neglect
The drip of withdrawal
The drip of rejection

Love holds on for as long as it can
Hoping and praying for it’s own survival 
Love will never abandon itself

Love will just fall
Into introspection
That is when love

Forgets
To 
Come 
Back

Leaving in search
Of another’s affection...

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Buzz is there all around

Players gearing up with the hope of excelling in Stade arena

Day and night with the goal of Altius

Ah! notches to go before the podium – Hymn for motivation

Scribes raring to go all out with razzmatazz

Raking up past history and records

To have a melange with live saga

Phryges is all set ready to rock

Council all set for the ribbon

The Torch, Un...

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Andy Npoet and Polly Anna Rose release their debut album Polly - Ocean in a Bottle.

Musical partnership plays

Words blend in

Poetic vocal cords

Sounds of creativity

Collaboration in all

The right places

Now sit back

Yours to enjoy.

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This house has the stench of a suicide.

A young death, were a noose was tied.

The spirit remains...forever to roam.

This can never become a happy home.

The house has no energy, just bad will.

This house, it shivers from an evil chill.

In this house no ‘happy death’ occurred.

Angry voices from the past can be heard.

A house should be a happy, sacred place.

In th...

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