Poetry Blogs (track)

"You'll be safe, I promise", reassured his mum.

“But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!”

A conversation they’d had most every week

but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak.

“Now come along, Harry, stop messing about,

go finish your homework whilst I clean up this house.

The show doesn’t start till the end of the week

and all this chatter is making me Squeak...

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When the steam clears

There’s a proper sound

something real

a “Clunk”

a proper chunk of past

proper steel to steel

wheel to wheel

a “Thunk”

something you can feel

I Thunk!

I clod about in boots

steel toe capped boots

heel to heel

steel to steel

It suits me

they are my rails

my parallel tracks

in them

I feel secure

on track

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