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New York in the '80s: The Cry of the Abyss
Facing the abyss, I see the crime
The city bared to its dark mime
Crime’s the mirror of misery shown
A lament in minds, forlorn and alone
Streets stage a silent, somber play
Where spilled blood speaks of more than decay
It’s the soul torn by indifference’s might
And the law, once justice, fades from sight
The poor, martyrs to their cruel fate
Trade their dignity for crumbs on a plate
...
Saturday 14th September 2024 12:05 am
Celebrate: Anne Marie Hurst
It was back in 09 and I was on the computer.
I had Ghost Dance on the decks, full volume.
I looked on Facebook to see her fan sites.
It was a wonderful shock!
Anne Marie Hurst was doing a gig!
I had the chance to see one of my musical heroines live!
And hear her Ghost Dance and Skeletal Family songs.
Imagine that, 80s Goth live.
I got a ticket...
Thursday 16th January 2014 4:12 pm
You can't Streep poverty under the carpet... - NaPoWriMo Day 9
A silence fell upon the city,
contorted shadows twisting moonlight.
Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced
bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers
in an unforgiving wind.
The wretched odour of deprivation
a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.
Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap
and by night the vampires feast on th...
Tuesday 9th April 2013 4:44 pm
FORD ESCORT
FORD ESCORT
My old Escort is a wreck on wheels,
there’s more rust than paint, the tyres are bald
and the door lock’s knackered
but I have so much pride in my ancient car.
It came into being in 1984, at the height of the 80s
when XR3’s were king and Ford ruled the road.
Every morning it starts at first turn of the key
in a cloud of blue smoke fro...
Friday 13th April 2012 4:21 pm
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