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The Memorial Day
1941, the 22nd of June,
The sky with the waning moon.
It was Sunday.
Today it’s the saddest day
In the history
Of my long-suffering country.
In the very early morning
Without any warning
Hitler broke the non-aggression pact
And my motherland was attacked.
The Great Patriotic War had started
With peaceful life the land had parted.
Many years have passed since then,
...
Saturday 22nd June 2013 8:21 pm
Peter Goes West
I do not presume to judge you
Now that you are gone,
The leaf would've fallen anyway
The bird would've flown,
Taking talisman, tarot deck
And Ayn Rand tome,
On a journey to far West
Your spiritual home.
Land of parking lots and desert malls,
Skateboards on the board walks,
Beggars in the bleachers
watching volleyba...
Friday 17th May 2013 5:56 pm
For Maggie - NaPoWriMo Day 6
Before you start reading this piece, I'd like to take your attention for one moment to remember Maggie Turner, the woman whom this piece is about. She was a firecracker of a woman and one of the most inspiring, intelligent, opinionated, caring, compassionate people I've ever known. She said what she thought and wore her heart on her sleeve. Not enough people in this world do that, and I love he...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:24 pm
Beat to my own drum - NaPoWriMo Day 5
Adopt
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
A pla...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
I Miss You
Hello there,
Angel from my nightmares.
Devil from my dreams
a grey spirit that weaves
its way through my existence.
What a Dementor does to souls
or a Dalek to a human heart.
Even a superhuman heart
can break.
Just ask Logan,
a force so strong
a returning phoenix
could not reignite remnants.
I miss you.
Whatever yo...
Tuesday 19th March 2013 10:50 pm
We Chose Hooks
do you remember
those nights
we placed hooks in our eyes?
waiting in our sleep
to catch the darting lies
that swam inside our heads
do you remember
those nights?
we should have walked
the chrome stacked streets
that rolled like silver eels
where stub ends sailed on tarry keels
in that vanishing space between
the night clubs gaudy hush
and necessities capi...
Sunday 13th January 2013 10:51 am
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