Summer has passed and autumn is rolling in - which means the SoapBox Poetry Club is back. Our regular poetry night held at the John Peel Centre, on the last Wednesday of the month, features a nationally renowned poet as a headliner, two local poets and one musician in support. We book exciting, passionate and political young poets. Those at the forefront of poetry in the UK. The kind of writers an...

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Hi all,

I have just released my third ebook 'Realisations' - a year after my debut ebook 'Open to interpretation' and it's subsequent second edition. It is available to buy now on Lulu via this link: http://www.lulu.com/shop/christian-reeve/realisations/ebook/product-22865142.html

A brief preview is available for all three of my books on the website itself. Please buy a copy now and support ...

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Here's a short poem I wrote recently:

Inside a steel box

walls, moving

towards their victim

me.

There's no escape 

from the horror, locked up

inside.

enclosed.

take a breath.

give up.

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I listen to you recite,

watching as skin melts from your mortal frame

like the blood-orange colours

that bleed from the sky at night.

 Words

          of

 poetry

       spiral

 down

         the

 grand

          staircase

 of

         your

 spine,

            branded

 onto

       every

 bone.

I want our immortal souls to rhyme

l...

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                                                     SIDOLO

Spent shell casings everywhere

gleaming in the July sun

bodies of three martyrs lie

victims of a German gun

Italy is crying now

see how fast the tears run.

Three priests in nineteen forty four

slaughtered by the devil’s hand

innocent of all misdeeds

outrage sweeps throughout the land

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I've never seen this look in your eye,

It's over, finally, it's over

And we hold that truth deep inside

So tonight,

Hold me tighter than you ever have,

Kiss me sweeter and love me harder.

And we will cry,

But it's ok.

We're not broken,

And even if we are,

From tomorrow on, I'll carry every piece of us With me in my soul.

So give me one last memory,

Tonight.

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We all couldn't wait

To grow up, to get out

To fully understand

What the world was about

Only to find

On the other side

The beauty we saw

As a child, had died

The day turned to night

The blue turned to gray

The innocence of life

Had faded away.

So many dreams

Now seem cast down

Remember when difficult

Meant choosing marker or crayon?

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(influenced partially by John Cooper Clarke's "I've Fallen In Love With My Wife")

She walks with a blonde hair
Green fringe blur
A poetic mermaid i could care for her
A smile on my face
when my days are blue
This poem is her and it is not for you

A strong fighter for women's rights
She performs her poems under theatre spot lights
She likes to cycle
When the days are blue
This is her a...

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We're always looking,

Searching, reaching

For the next thing,

Person, place

That maybe,

We miss the things 

That really matter

Only to find

At the end 

Of our lives 

That we've never 

Really lived.

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Staring blank-faced at each other 

From across the room

The space between us, a few feet,

Feels as a thousand miles now

Emotionally exasperated

The tears tore through the facade

That we wore for so long

Telling ourselves "we're ok"

We were dead long ago

We were only being buried now.

How did we get here?

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My Misses has a mistress

She comes here then and now

She always sneaks in quietly

And when she leaves she's loud

She lives here some nights

On the other side of the bed

She stays here with my misses

She lives inside her head

I watch her leech away her life

She slyly steals her smile

And when she wants to make love

She takes my misses for a while

She didn't come ...

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Is the high worth the pain?

Or for the sunshine is the rain?

Stuck between this world and yours,

Both of my feet in different doors.

Quiet and desolate desert night,

My soul thirsts for your love's light

Restless and weary as I lay, Far away, Far away.

The whistling wind and blowing breeze,

The moon, it sets my mind at ease

The sun radiates through my soul,

Warming wh...

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love the sound of crackle
I adore the sound of hiss
People thought it was a dying trend
But its a sound I'll never miss

The sound of a new vinyl
Is a sound I love to hear
So pull yourself up real close
And lend me your ear

Now some people like  jazz
And others like rock
But the only time I get sad
Is when my records are outta stock

So if you see me playing records
Don't look at ...

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I remember the late nights I lay awake thinking about you.

Your smile
Your eyes
Your hair

The way you looked at me when I was heavily intoxicated.
You were laughing.
Not the “I’m sorry for you laughing”
But the genuine laughing.

(With a smile that could light up the world)

The memory makes me think we dated
But that’s a silly thought.
So many of my thoughts surrounded you.
It w...

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The sad little man with the bulging face,

his sense of victory is Britain’s disgrace.

Voting out tolerance, electing hatred in its place,

by reducing complex issues into ones of race.

“The war is over, and we have won,”

says the phoney, slimy, suited hooligan,

knowing full well the conflict has just begun –

all hail our unelected pound-shop Napoleon.

As he soaks u...

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Thoughts,

Logs lost in a stream.

Drifting away,

but they were destined to bring,

Ideas,

Love,

and the American Dream.

But wild horses buck when they see the reigns.

Thoughts,

Logs lost in a stream. 

Wading out

to make a route,

towards the newest scene.

Build a house with memories,

a heavenly theme.

Build a set so you can act out 

everything. 

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6th December

Sunday

Leeds

There was a monk
well, a former monk
and he was handing out free cups of tea
to passers-by
As he did he spoke of
Great Energies
Oneness
and letting go of material possessions.

I took him up on his offer and we conversed
but then he asked me about my job
and I ashamedly admitted that I felt down
because
I work for a corporation
but he held me in a s...

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A Loan Man stands

Alone

Awkwardly in a conference room

Through corrugated glass slats

Cracks reveal stacks

of printer paper, standard size

Promising- so bright and white

And towering

Taller than he

Behind which he hides.

Sighs.

Closes his eyes.

Hand to forehead

Elbow to stack

A prayer recited: "Is it five o'clock yet?"

"Somewhere", he thinks

And ther...

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From the front of the conference room

He wraps us in a voice born of the pulpit

Buttery and gravelly and low

He floats down from the makeshift stage

Tells of the flying fish

Gives us magic sunglasses

So we can see through water

He's here to talk about new eyes

To see what under(lies)

He's selling a new language

In it, we write our morality on the wall

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She'll take them back

The stones cut carefully and stacked against her

Her winds find ways through the cracks

She'll take them back 

All content property of Chandra Mossine

*This original poem was published by the Columbia Art League in their 2014 Interpretations collection

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PROLOGUE

A sharp stick

In rough hands

Searching plains

To make bodies temples

Over wood fires

Quietly smokes rise

To industry

(and thanking, we ate)

Today struggle becomes clammy fingertips

Yearning for

The slick touch

Of some ancient bones

That time had turned to sludge

But we're

Always seeking

Always making new temples

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Anything and everything is what I want 
Life and love is just for us 
Like Kings and queens jealousy is unjust 
suspicious trust patience has no rush 
distinctive characteristics 
Like the talented and Gifted 
On a impossible mission 
To find someone with the purest of intentions

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Do not be subjected to the selfish objectives 

of single serving soulmates out to leave you rejected. 

Left wondering why you elected to stay this connected, 

instead of using your head, choosing to prove,

you knew we would lose this connection

So stay strong and focused, it won't take too long to notice, 

that your modus for selection, can be bogus so focus your weapon 

...

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"Dear Bob Dylan is a collection of letters written over a ten year span. The letters encompass a literary endeavor by the author as a means to hone her voice without boundaries, to express all that is insoluble and alive in her life and like any philosophy, lend to a new perspective for friends, fans and critics alike."

I am thrilled to announce the publication of Dear Bob Dylan.  Currently ava...

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Nothing compares to the treasure that is Treva

No underestimating fate when it comes to Pleasure.

I might be talking forever, I find this girl super clever

Not a soul does it better, the time is now or never.

Her style is leather and feathers and if she changes direction

She’s a proper showstopper winning Prom Queen elections

Her sense of humor’s infectious so I establish a ...

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Sunrise lover from

Soft, warm darkness.

Light filters in at sunrise and

Rises from the floor and spreads to the ceiling.

As the room brightens, his form slowing comes into being,

Emerging from the rumpled pile of bedclothes.

Smooth, soft, dark and lovely.

I lie with him, my face resting against his.

In the half light I can just make out

His eyelashes, resting on h...

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Herringbone

The pallor of the parquet floor
Brings recollections of
School, its classrooms, its corridors

Somehow the pattern pulls
Me into a journey through
Time; conjuring images

Of art and assemblies,
Of laughter and lateness,
Of parents and pupils and plans:

For a future unknown;
For escaping the lessons
And the chill of those changing rooms.

A mishmash of memories,
But...

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LEARNING TO DANCE.

When I was young I learned to dance.

Early on I took the chance to swerve,

To have the nerve to move my hips,

Have the balls to move my lips and shout.

There never was a moment of doubt

I would be the one to blame.

I would have a claim to fame.

I would be the one who’s always brash.

I would be just Northern trash, with attitude.

The one who’s r...

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This is the way the world ends.
Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
Do not fear the light of the dying star for it will yield no pain.
It is mortal, it is ended.
Fading out like the dimming of the candle, then extinguished, forever.
No light shall ever again grace these barren lands
As dust forever billows across its scarred surface
And drinks its voluptuous seas.
Like a standing ovation,
...

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I believe it’s the truth; when I listen to your story,

Because what kind of fool would let someone else destroy,

The preconceived notion of what it means to feel joy and

Give someone the power to make you scour the void

For a moment of smiles, for some semblance of hope,

Someone in this world that will, remember your jokes

And those resembling friends, they’ll assemble your ...

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My Hands cover my face because I’m ashamed,

And the pain too much for me to sustain

The game didn’t change us, we’re all still the same

I blame myself, I couldn’t handle the fortune and fame

All the kisses exist on other lover’s lips

In my mind I remember the list when I reminisce

Finding out the best of this was yet to come

Today could be a different day, if I’d only suc...

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Two of a kind, a perfect match,

an excellent pair, why couldn’t it last?

Too many theories and silly conspiracies.

Seriously, who cares if she happened to be,

somebody meaner no deeper no cleaner

than you would’ve thought she’d hoped she’d be.

She misrepresented an unpleasant version

of sexy in the streets and freak in the sheets

by freaking with ev-ery geek that ...

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I cut myself with your pictures, when I feel alone,

Scarring part of my heart, with your cellular phone

You’re the backdrop for heartache this week and the next

Your contact was cathartic ‘til I started failing tests

The one where I’m strong for the longest haul

And I don’t get jealous when your exes call.

I’m imperfect, yet I’ve proven my potential for hope

My moods not ...

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My interview with the artist Melanie Manchot for Brighton's Radio Reverb. You can hear me talking about the back story to Zones of Avoidance which won the 2013 Ted Hughes Award for New Work in Poetry

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Bindweed Magazine: https://bindweedmagazine.wordpress.com

Charles Rammelkamp - https://bindweedmagazine.wordpress.com/2016/05/13/charles-rammelkamp-5-poems/

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Rebuilding sanity starts with destroying memories.

Regret on your shoulders, don’t let it crush you for centuries.

The pressure someone else has forced upon you is gone

Your shackles are broken, time for you to sing your own song

You’ll find truth realizing potential within yourself

Like surviving a painful experience with little help,

will allow you to channel creativity fr...

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Life between us moved a little too fast,

I'm wishing that these aching moments without you, would pass

and hope they don't last for more than we need,

because I'm wildly wondering and quietly mumbling

stumbling and tumbling, my words always fumbling

it’s humbling to be headed toward our destiny

while the rest of me needs to succeed with my team.

You're the reason I’m sleeping ...

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I have been trying to challenge myself to write in a variety of poetic styles. Most of Sunday has been spent playing around with Haiku; somehting I have always previously avoided as I found the format far too restrictive.

As a result of todays efforts I have decided to combine my Haiku writing attempts with my love for TV and Film. I have since created a blog of TV and film Haiku Reviews which yo...

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You're my peach, juicy and delicious,

Slur my speech, make my knees weak with kisses

It feels fictitious but it's factual, see

I've got stitches from Mrs. Love, actually

The scars are more like beauty marks after dark when you start

tweeting feelings like meadowlarks my heart Roars like a muscle car

Torn apart, put back together, it weathered being severely severed

severa...

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This riot doesn’t subside, just because you wish it

Sometimes we need a medium just to take the trip with.

You think that you’re equipped with all the right equipment?

I’m thinking that you’re tripping, and this is all a figment

Of your imagination, try to stick with being grounded

Founded in this new creation, you and I are quite astounding

Please re-main calm, intense plea...

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A woman, no mere mortal,

sent by lady fate

Her eyes are but a portal

where ideas lie in wait.

Her ambience is a hurricane,

it occurs to me she’s novacane

and it certainly ain’t hard to see

why this addiction is inside of me.

Lidice, you’re a waking dream,

You’re amazing me with your crazy schemes

I’m trying out, I hope I make the team

I hope by now, I’m n...

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Love isn't tethered to a standard model

The universe operates on massive throttle

Engage this new Enterprise to warp speed,

Because our love transcends all the warnings

No one warned me about infinite possibilities

Make the challenge seem more than torn at the seams

Bored with the schemes, reporting that scenes

seem more than just an ordinary score for the team.

S...

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I'm the neuroscientist, working on your tiredness

She's inspired and defies the liars despite the lack of confidence

Recklessly they beg and breed, they see the need for love and peace

They pieced together these policies that aren't for you or me.

Leave us in our anarchy, we'll make the best of what we need,

Survivalists in spite of greed, we wipe our sins by smoking weed.

P...

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She opens her palm and his hand, he hands her

Time for a spin, some sin on the dance floor

I’ve got plans for us just how much can you handle?

Passion’s the mantle,

I’ll make you my Scandal.

Beautiful body, mental combatant

Amazing Agent of style and fashion

Miss passion with the most passionate

habits that are old fashioned

like manuscripts written by candlest...

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I'll always write you more, my nighttime beauty,

I'd see it as a privilege, if it is my lifetime duty.

I wish you could truly, feel a bit of what you do to me.

It's new to me, I love our psychological nudity.

No descent into mutiny, 'cause our lives are intertwined.

Got a fire in my life, it's light is keeping me alive.

You’re a beacon in the night, a guide to protect and su...

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If you were on recovery from an Adjective Addiction

then "Good" would stand as an accurate description.

And since I'm coasting on this west coast slippery slope

Using the “totally dopest” ways of boasting

I'm hoping you don't mind I list additional features

that lift asses of enthusiastic masses off the bleachers.

Make literature teachers opine that my lines are finely laid

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When life tries to test ya, create a light just like Tesla

Cremate the fate of your future, try losin the truth, it’ll catch ya

So loosen the noose of attention, and form a slew of intentions

And use your noodle to doodle your message on the edge of invention

Be the new innovation, that renews situations

face them head on. It’s onwards towards a new generation

Then face them...

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