One day I will wake up in your arms.. And I will shine by your Charm.. Without any stress without any tension holding hand in hand.. A diamond will be shining in my babies finger as we will be walking on soft sand.. Happy will be you happiest will be me.. I will be your perfect husband that I always want to be..

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I lost a school friend this week to cancer

found out by chance on Facebook

we shared close times

in a band together

travelled on bikes when summers were young

challenged each other in photography

found out by chance on Facebook

while casually trawling

to find something mildly enthralling.

The statement came up ungarnished

amongst the litany of rants

dogs doing...

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The russet leaves are scattered all around,

As urban trees cast off their summer clothes,

And in the pool that fills them on the ground

Reflects the naked limbs that they expose.

They seem to claw up to the cold grey sky,

To drag down icy snow and freezing rain,

As happened during every year gone by,

And winter comes around this year again.

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Speaks volumes

through the soul.

Yet pierces so deep,

No words, nor sound.

With feelings untold.

The mind is racing 

with thoughts so strong,

but the heart has been hurt,

so the mouth won't speak.

Express what you feel,

so the heart can be free.

Open to love,

because it's all that it needs.

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My mind is a tomb where the gods sleep 

To awaken in my dreams 

Past and future blur in to the present 

My hearts ink bleeds, staining the parchment of the days 

It took my mother three days to evict me from her soft place 

Aching for the blade to cut me out 

Peeling the flesh from the sacred ground 

An explosion of screaming guilt and bloody flesh 

To lay roots at the foot...

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A brain that’s been tapped and tinkered is suddenly transformed.

A soul that’s been prodded and pulled is carefully put back in its place.

Thoughts have been dusted and polished and put away in their boxes.

A gut that been untangled, unknotted, instead now tied in a bow.

But then the scars to the brain have split.

The crack in its box is on display.

A scratch to the soul wan...

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Shoot me or slay me

Or hang me up high

Stone me and bleed me

Please kill me, it’s time I die.

I have been to places

from east to west

I have heard you all enough

fake laughter and jest

’Was taught to fear and pray

All throughout a day

’Was taught to have faith in you

You washed faith away

Wouldn’t mind being murdered

butchered or beheaded

Li...

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Q

Quadrennial quacks

Quantifiably questioned

Quotations quashed quick

Quondam quarrels queue

Quislings quibbling, quiver

Quietly quelling 

Quagmires quaking

Qualified queues quiescing

Quintessential quos

Quixotic quorums

Quadrilaterally quest

Quicksand quandary

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Pull Mister Fantismo to the plank, feed the sharks
Said the pirate's captain to the rest of the crew
As our hero was caught getting the map's preview
And with his memory, remembering the marks

As he jumps from the plank onto the dolphin's back
Avoiding the cannon and now with the ship's chase
Speeding through obstacles and getting some free space
Arriving at island to gather treasure trac...

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Cycle.

The take is always stalking, 

What will it be?

Hold off and it will wait…

Now don’t be afraid….

What of the consequence….?

That’ old familiar wave…

It may weigh on you like chains—

but it goes back from where it came!

And the forgiveness of its wake,

that amniotic calm…

Theres safety in the take!

Theres absolution.

Theres power.

Theres satisfac...

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It`s a fall! A drop!

Sheer from the top

Joy to the sight it is.

A drape! A cape!

Sleek on her neck`s nape,

A helmet of light it is.

It`s a spilled sluice

Of gold juice

At the vintage-squeeze it is.

(The slight stir

Of one hair

Caught in the breeze it is.)

It`s the deep gleam

Of that oak beam

At the head of the stairs it is.

The silk glow

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I saw my soul cry black drops,

As I sat on the throne talking to god,

Its not like im lonley, I got more to do,

There are plenty of women out there, Other than you,

This is the only way forward, I shiver and shake,

Trying to hold onto a love we cant make,

And I cant try patience I have waited for you,

Not much to go, just the odd clue,

Get bad ass baby, do whateve...

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We dream of paradise
It's there in our eyes
When they are closed
And nobody even knows
Which way the wind blows. 

We dream of redemption 
Mercy for our temptation 
We want to right our wrongs 
So we can hear the songs
That the tropical birds sing
We know He is listening 
We don't know what Future brings
We only what's happening 
To us now 
As we frown  
Eyes cast down 
Wondering ...

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Let me write you there where my poems fail,

where endings are new beginnings.

Two aging strand ends, two baby lip ends,
two porous tongue ends, two bone finger ends

in line after lines, repeating, 
'successive matings, successive deaths is also a line'.

Let me call you there where my being searches for its lost,

where hollowness continues as a road.

An extended yet temporary ki...

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Calamity John

With and an old man’s eyes and a young man’s wink

Calamity John sat down to drink

His fingers stained with nicotine

While he talked about what might of been

And a look of misadventure never found.

He’d travelled the world from an old arm chair

With a remote control as he sat there

Making plans he’d later piss against the wall

And now and then...

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Inertia be damned.

Every time you look at me

It's been too long.

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..too busy being a misfit

and couldn't become a lover--

roving every earthly scene

just to find a home.

Lifting through

the thick fog

that besets me,

I'm turning on

the search lights--

looking for that place

where gravity seeks

lands legends key

and puzzles mislaid piece.

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Last night you held my skin between your fingertips;
You washed slow kisses upon my parted lips.
Last night you drew circles across my across my thighs, upon my naked knee;
And gave your closeness to me.

Last night you left lotus-marks upon my throat,
Your eyes seethed against mine, where I had grown remote.
Last night the night lengthened to conceal in billows of silk bliss
The aching me...

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In fifteen eighty eight the Spanish navy came to fight

To claim the crown King Philip thought was his god-given right

Now millions of us fly to Spanish islands in the sun

The wars are long forgotten, the Armada is long gone

So sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing to make amends

Let’s raise a glass of sangria to all our Spanish friends

The French are nearer neighbou...

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I'm sorry but I don't believe enough is being done . Things are kept quiet things are put on hold . And the truth is not being told .We teach our children to be good always fare . And should always be aware of danger . To trust and yes to seek . But things are not always what it seems . Why do they pander to some people doing harm .Why do they resist the truth and then out comes all the harm . The...

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 It is an anti-climactical relapse into the repression and suppression of life. 

You'll be on a cloud of positivity held in the captivity of optimism. 

And then as if your minds been hit by a tun of bricks that indicate the euphemism of the candidness of reality.

 As you get older you realise that the higher you climb the further it is to fall, 

so you get indecisive between the f...

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Here I am, pinned onto your cross of hate.

Each day I feel there’s no more room for you to pound another nail into my body, you find a way. 

Each time you nail me to your cross, hoping to find my soul, you’ve missed.

You won’t break me. 

I will not bow down to your level of petty and spite. 

Maybe you can tell us what it's like to have such a clean closet filled with the cleanest of...

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You blow up your pain and burst into vapor
Loving the smell of dangerous nature 

Drink to all things you'll get to later
didn't know you'd grow into a tree with flames in your craters

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everything burns when you're made of fire

energy intoxicates me

the happiness is electrifying

the jealousy is inebriating

desire like a drug.

depression consumes me

my limbs persevere in their shaking and the muscle in my soul rattles.

i fall in abyss like sleep.

i always float on my ocean of petrol

with anxiety i just hold the match.

the flame doesn't flicker.

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If you need a dictator I’m your main man

I will serve my people the best that I can

All I ever wanted was to set Cubans free

One of the best friends that I ever had

Che Guevara a soldier and brother in arms

When they executed you hombre I was sad

If you want a revolution go to war with me

I will fight to the bitter end just you see

I’m not afraid of the weak imper...

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mirror mirror on the wall

its the hardest thing i've ever talked 

y m i judged with nothing i've ever done

is it the greatest gift i've ever won?

y do people always talk negative about me?

is this my popularity or someone's greed,

isn't my heart enough to potray what i m

is it that necessary to become anyone who i never m

y it always happens to me?

this is what m holding...

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Let me walk holding your little finger and feel safe;

I know you would walk with me and not strafe

Let me find my world in those beautiful dark eyes

I am sure they donot say lies

Let me loose myself in those dependable arms;

And I know nothing in the world can cause me any harms

Let me pull your cute little nose

For which you for sure cannot oppose

Let me play with those bi...

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This is the research about Norman names alluded to in the November meeting:

People with "Norman" surnames like Darcy and Mandeville are still wealthier than the general population 1,000 years after their descendants conquered Britain:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/8424904/People-with-Norman-names-wealthier-than-other-Britons.html

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(A re-post from 2012, the 50th anniversary, but now apt again)

I’d never heard my mum or dad speak like that before

“Shut up!” they shouted as we played upon the kitchen floor

This photograph of memory will live for evermore.

An overbearing silence between us then ensues

Embarrassingly trodden on by the TV’s news

A charge of domesticity we kids feared to defuse.

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A very very different version of Collaborating in Memory can be found last year on my blog but i just wanted to let you all know that's its been published on Creative talents unleashed

https://creativetalentsunleashed.com/2016/11/26/collaborating-in-memory-andy-n/

All been good, this should be in my next full length book 'From the Diabetic Ward'. 

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Screen of sky

Scroll up, scroll down

Light breaks, night-wreaks

Memories breathe, feelings sigh

Amongst his status updates

© Juhi Gupte

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I dreamed i wrote a poem with words wisdom and notes of beauty

Somthing so sound it could of woke sleeping beauty the queen of the east 

Joined hands with the demon of the west when i write it's not to write at you i got a pen and paper how could i attack you

What cause words hurt 

I mean they tickle a little but action is what makes a mistake 

You wanted something calling you out i...

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11/5 early morning slip-ups

strike you down.

The hunger is ugly.

Early smoke in the sunrise

beckons a call to the forlorn

finding company with

those that cast shadows and cloud

the windsheild.

Cold, Cold, Cold,

numb finger tips

tuning the radio dial,

searching for old solice

despite

the stuttering roar of the automobile.

I remeber her explor...

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                     The  Wall.. by  Robert  Eunson.
This is the place where dove's are nailed to stone..
Where the words we exist to resist, are written on the wall and where the spray can is mightier than the sword.
The year's of endless suffering..the check points..the land grab.the ilegal settlements.
The fear on both sides..The hate on both sides .The death on both sides.             
Th...

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Nietzsche got it wrong
And though I’ve often heard it said
I think I’m sure of it myself
Yes - I know I am not dead

I never died, nor was I born
I am older than the Earth
And as for all the stars around
I oversaw their birth

I am ancient.  Modern.  Wise
Sager than the sage
Though not as great as once I was
But I put that down to age

I remember when I started
On a creative cuisin...

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As long as I could connect and make the words flow I painted the world in my lyrics. At first I found muse even in the smallest of things. As I learned more my words grew and expanded. Rhythm fell in place and danced in my provocative scenes. But the sun's rays no longer see the point ink upon parchment. Death and macabre bleeds out. Happiness seems nonexistent. Ravens cries "Nevermore" as I sit b...

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11-25-16

I'm sorry, but I fell in love tonight.

With every stolen glance,

and every single chance,

I just can't help but feel this is right.

Without you I am hopeless.

And hapiness seems too far to reach.

I am holding onto you, like a wave grasps a beach.

I am under your spell of hyposnis.

Forever, it's true.

Three words,

Eight letters,

I love you...

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I don't just sit on a shelf

Waiting for you to pick me up

To think I am pretty

Despite the dust

So don't just think of me

Talk to me

Message me

Learn who I am

If I am there

Talk to me

Listen to me

Learn who I am

I will take myself of this shelf

Because I don't want to be 

Be that unwanted toy 

I have value and not just in memories

So l...

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Decay

What level have you reached today?

Outside no change

Inside to blame

Soaking the skin of someone

Dripping yourself in

Open ears, eyes, pores and sores

Seeking roots

You decay

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Less Than Human

Crash landed on this barren planet

Twenty seven forty three

Co-pilot killed on impact

And eaten eventually

There’s no food in the food hold

Incinerated by the heat

I’m trapped here in the cockpit

With the bones of Corporal Lee

Got out through the meteor shield

By use of a sharpened shin

That I made into a passable axe

By very careful ho...

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Two hello smiles

simultaneously sharing complementary

good mornings together.

Few years later

we meet again

somewhere completely different.

Two hello smiles

simultaneously sharing complementary

good mornings together.

My friend asks

Who is that?

eagerly awaiting reply.

A passing face

busy City traveller

catching delayed train.

T...

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Whatever you try to do, you can't
take that joy away from me.

My joy is mine

I cried when you inflicted me, but the joy
within me comforted my soul.

You would never understand why I smile.

You would never know why I ignore the hateful things said about me, or my people.

I have joy within me that you could never tear down.

Like oil cleaving to my skin, I am clothed with love.
...

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Fall Back

The clocks have gone back; Here comes Winter.

The clocks have gone back to the 1930’s.

Cold comfort colours, a siege down the Legion,

old soldiers shields for murkier manoeuvres.

The clocks have gone back; Here comes Winter.

Once again it’s OK to say “send ‘em back.”

Chunks of sunny time flutter dying through branches

Where we built our kids’ futures lik...

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Gazing down at stained water in a slow draining sink,

Arrested me in mid-motion and caused me to think -

Absent mindedly wiping a newly clean cup.....

How we go day to day until we're all washed up.

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Since back then and still now

ideas of life that only I come about

ideas of life That I have been chasing around

some seem far fetched considering how I've turned out

some still alive and I will never know how

some disappeared and will never be found

others are sneaky and don't make a sound

Ideas galore so many inside me they could compose a whole town

ideas of life storm m...

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Desperation drives me to distraction.
How I crave the sweet embrace
that caresses me to sleep.
My wonderland, my sweet utopia,
lost at sea and out of reach.

Misery arrives as happiness abandons
and my frustrations get the better.

I subside, slip away,
fall back into myself,
disassociate,
alleviate the ache.

For nobody,
can save me from the pain
inside my brain,
my morbid hate,
...

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I can confide in you carefree

You don't judge nor scold

Yet you hold no secrets

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This is why I prefer silence

Over the warmth of company.

I always get burned in the end,

The pain is crippling.

This is why I push them back

Instead of opening the door.

I believe their smiles, yet never fails

I always wish to feel no more.

This is why I cry at night

But you’re too asleep to hear

The anguish the pours out,

I am consumed by fear.

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Before I was trying to describe the sides

But all words hide our way to decide

Whether to laugh or cry

But I know now after doing time

In this life it’s never that cut and dry

So I just try to find the midline

And focus on the love to

Fly above or slide below

That need to be like the rich show

Sold with role words like good bad yes no

Promoting a society

Of climbin...

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Mon Cherrie, I wrote a letter
To you it was addressed
But i hear It was sent to another
By the lord I believe it wasn't yours to see
For it expressed the love you showed not in return
My heart with you I require
Love and care you have showed it not
it dies and withers and grows older by day
I have seen another and by a touch we were aflame
I require my heart that I may love again
I know ...

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The wet patch in our

hall was the snowman who failed

to reach the toilet.

from 'Christmas Poems For Children

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Poems-Children-George-Stanworth/dp/1539323463/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1479760278&sr=8-1&keywords=christmas+poems+for+children

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Bolton Calling!

Working class folk
From a working class town
Bolton calling
Loud n’ proud!
Northern folk
Bolton, Lancs
Got a BL postcode
We're not Greater Mancs!
Built on industry
Built on diversity
We could be a city
Now we’ve got a university!
Work town, boom town
A famous cotton town
Hear the machines
And and the steam engines sound
Samuel Crompton
The Spinning Mule
Ian McK...

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Dear God, my father is hurting me again

I want to tell him, his doll is crying in pain

Breaking down in fear, struggling in the den,

Dear God, whom to complain?

I am watching my mamma in disdain,

He is beating mamma, leaving her with stains

The wind now rising amain

Tell him, we are living in distain.

Dear God, tears are rolling over my cheeks again

I am h...

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I’m not his muse, and I can never be.                        

No time, circumstance or chance will let me.                       

After all he gives and gets, loves, regrets,                 

he remains my teacher and I, the taker.                    

He is anarchist and challenging creator,                   

who advocates the belief I have no need

to be seen and posed as a...

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Your green eyes are shining in the night of my mind
Thoughts are fading away with the dawn of your smile
Words are sailing away, papers are turning back to trees
And God is lighting his cigarette with thunder while scribbling my fate

God is a poet, I think and his words are people
But I'm parenthesized, that's why you can't read me
Stuck in arrogant sentences or thrown to the end
That's t...

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eyes blinking hair is kind of tickling my lip brush it with my left had right hand is moving upon page left toes curl under and now stretch breath in and out head moces to the left quickly but slowly moving to the right leg in now itching itch with left hand moving right arm down the table so that I can reach the page itching nose with left forefinger arm is starting to ache leaning back in chair ...

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A ghost is your presence

Apparition of sickness

A disease with no cure

And as god is my witness

I'll never forgive you

There's no truth within you

Bury my soul

But my rage will continue

Flee from me secretly 

Covet indecency

Manipulate others 

As you've done so frequently

But lies cant prerend

Nor will demons ascend

The circles of hell

Become your ...

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চারটা তো বেজেই গ্যাছে
তুলসীর মায়া কেটে কেটে তোমারে
বেরোতে বলে- আমি ত আসি না।
জালের ওইপাশে কব্জি ও মুষ্টিতে পেয়ে
লাফায় ঘুরে উঠতেছে বল
দলগত খেলা ভাল যে পারি না তা না
তবে মাটি ছুয়ে গেলে বলতেছ হার এ কথা না মানি-
জন্তুর মত আমারে নাও
ওই বল গিয়ে আমি মুখে তুলে আনি?
বিরক্তে তুমি তাও পায়চারি
আমাকে ভেবে বুঝি এক হাতে বল ঠেলে ভলি কর
আরেকটি হাতে ব্যগ্রতা আছে- লেবু পানি
করতেছ পান
আমি আসতেছি না
তোমা...

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Up there in the swingers' district

where only the houses close their eyes

the mile of grass is an aired plain

every three lights one disappears

an interchange and a parting

a fox-fur collar fumbling at a door

open, shut, silence.

Late afternoon the cars glide

back from colour film and carpet ride.

Whistling twilight, the summer

is a newspaper frown.

You open the wi...

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honestly, the worst part is, i thought we were friends. 

i see that all of you are together, i act like i don't care, but i'm hurting.

it hurts because i genuinely thought the cliques were over - i guess not. 

the only thing i can do now is write and talk to ave: she knows what it feels like. its not fun. im tired of their bullshit. im tired of trying to believe we could ever be the same....

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1 year ago we were as close as strangers, 

unknowing of the sequence of events that would take place

6 months ago we were spending every last second in each other's presence 

not caring at all what the world thought of us

agreed on everything, held the same ideals and world views

naïve to the slightest possibility that something could break "us"

3 months ago was the sta...

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I see tin Gods, metal Gods and Gods made out of stone.
There's a Sun King, in full swing, a King without a throne.
What's new, can we trust its true, or just the latest trend?
I'm tired of lies, lows and highs, the truth they try to bend.

How many hours, till more flowers to lie on a child's grave?
A snipers gun, takes aim for fun, a coward labelled brave.
No need to kill, to shoot at wi...

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Whether this is a controversial view I don't know. But over the years many have called the likes of Bob Dylan, John Lennon and even Paul Weller Poets because of the content of their song lyrics. I personally do find many of the latter two songs inspiring and poetry like 'That's Entertainment' by Paul Weller and 'Imagine' by John Lennon are two good examples.

I once had a manager who managed tho...

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This gushing of love from my eyes

At the dark-haired mug of the stepped-in passenger

Ugly like a dark night with no moon

Dirty with paint and with a grin

Of pain and tiredness and incomprehension.

Love gushes through eyes and pores

Of my skin, leaking out of any orifice

At the reticent hard reality of a train car,

The suited and tied clerk fingering

His phone oblivious o...

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Why you should come to Four London Poets on Saturday Dec 3rd.

Number 1). Deryl Walsh. Deryl has long been one of my favourite poets. She makes the occasional excursion into surrealism, but most of her work is observational, succinct and often very witty. I would be well pleased if she were to include the poem about dining alone in a hotel, and the one concerning a visit to the Festival Hall. Sh...

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I think that children

who must discern cause and effect

within the structure of daily activity

especially at home -

whose young minds must hone survival skills

to sustain dignity intact -

often become poets

possessing practised powers

of acute observation

and able to sort details relative to the whole

with calculating minds

geared to steer perception to a des...

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I went out and bought you cupcakes
Just because
I came over and gave you a hug
Just because

I held you close and kissed your forehead
Just because
I told you that you're beautiful
Just because

I dealt with you and your crazy antics
Just because
I made you laugh when you were sad
Just because

Just because

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A first breath means life is put into your lungs,

A first sleep gives you a rest after your journey, 

A first tear is for those things that can't go right,

A first chubby little grin is for those things that can't go wrong.

A first word symbolizes the things you will say,

A first step, for the balance and progress in your life,

A first picture, or scribble, for everything yo...

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He always sat in an upright dining chair

Close to the table

Never slumping

One of his great arms sometimes resting on the table

Whether watching T.V. or just chatting

He was proud of what he had done

Doing his bit

Serving in the Great War

Rarely talking about the pock marked scars

That ran up one arm

And one side of his chest

Like large drill holes

Where th...

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A single ray of light in eternal darkness

A flash in the endless abyss

So fast it ends in the instant of creation

containing all of time within

So bright and so absolute

for that instant it is

all there is, there was, there will ever be

this flash of light that is existence.

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A giant he was of girth and growling

We admired and envied his national standing

Shrugged at his red-blooded man-spreading

Flashing on podia and once drunk on t.v.

Where my girlfriend swore she saw his love stick

"It just popped out - made me feel sick!"

 - when a string was undone

On his Balinese beach wear sarong.

We aped his style in hats and suits

hand made leat...

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There should be a sermon today.

I died last week.

I was a hermit, but not in a crab way.

Eat, not as much.

I used to devour meals and prayers.

Trying to spew my sins.

My head spins.

Lost control.

I don't understand my role.

Can't comprehend the toll.

The full amount of damage dealt.

I am the elk.

I make eye contact with the hunter.

My presence fuels his hunge...

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acute mania: when life doesn't sit quite well with you, for no apparent reason and with no reasonable discourse. When every impatient chair prick you with pieces of glass. When the animals in your brain tells you to pluck a bird because you're hungry (no matter how much you've had to eat) -- it tells you
pluck, pluck, pluck

youre starving 
pluck pluck pluck
youre itching, you're BURNING
PLU...

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Late morning

the sun high

above the harbour

all is quiet

except for the ferry

that docks every hour

to collect the tourists

and the occasional

morning boat

tugging slowly to it’s destination.

The sea is calm

and glinting softly

and there is nothing turbulent,

no breeze or murmur,

no mention of the way

the world really is,

so you know you must

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 A QUIET ANCHORAGE

 Out there she floats where usually

 Only small craft are seen

 And the odd dolphin.

 A monster of a merchant ship

 Modern, business like

 No sign of a mast

 Carrying cars to Dublin

 According to the local paper

 Waiting for a berth.

 Meanwhile she has found

 A quiet anchorage;

 We stare through binoculars.

 He...

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Dignity cannot

Be found at the bottom of

A Bag of popcorn

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Improetry Debut Album launch at Hermon Chapel, Oswestry, Wednesday Dec 14, 1pm matinee; 7.30 with visuals. Improetry is a six piece improvising band.

Still Hoping - Illustrated collection of poetry  - due out soon ! 

Album of poetry and guitar - also due out soon ! 

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Workers and poets
down tools:
Cohen is dead.

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He was charismatic.
Where ever he went, he added laughter and multiplied happiness..
He divided others sorrows and even subtracted it.
Unaware that he knew perfect mathematics.
He was seeking for many answers from life...
Oblivious that all the answers were in his own heart & eyes.
His eyes lit up every time he spoke something he was passionate about,
He smiled all the time with no qualm & ...

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clouds closer to home

fill the most devoted eyes

moonstruck all the same

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Can't be too damn good
Wakening in the hood
Pulverized by the dude
In dark brotherhood

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A Crimson Respect

     A poppy – red bold in bloom

Hold’s sorrows head low and stooped,

The wilting pride of yesteryear now

Besieged by conflicting forms of politics;

Still bleeds the same as every death -

Every ‘Ypres’ since then,

     They argue,

Instil the battle never dies on foreign fields

     Or,

Upon the souls of Britain’s

Sacrificial lambs,

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While I've been doing my stint down here on earth there have been astounding advances in technology, men on the moon etc. but all these achievements would not have developed so quickly had they not been precipitated by the advent of war as best ways of killing people, then in between wars modified to more peaceful pursuits Why is it that mankind can develop so quickly in this respect. and at the s...

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O! Tell me again my teacher
hungrily, I listen to your story
ravenous, by candlelight 
call it out in a sooty street

Make your incisions with deep insight
the surgeon stillness of those deft hands
wisdoms draped in laurel leaves
infinite movement, sweet inertia

Shower me, my master
my naivety gladly surrenders
in the wake of your delivery
O Len, sing for me
some story I can dismant...

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Awe inspired
While the whole world was
Expecting a
Brilliant lady
In a white-house
Drawing a blank
It witnessed a
Clown in a Farce
House,where
With the rob of Democracy
Takes stage Autocracy!

If spoken must
Be the truth
The revolting unfolding
Augurs ill to the youth,
The successors,
The task forces of
A given nation,
Who deserves
A better attention
To take the nation
To a n...

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The way the soft wind moved the dust to the field and kept it there sitting

The way the summer sun was setting and hit the dust just right in that open field

It glowed; bright; gold

Everything had to be perfect for it to look how it did

Now the sun has moved and the wind didn’t blow it right and it wasn’t the same

The chance I had to see that perfection was one in a million, but it ...

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In Dark Times

by Bertolt Brecht, translated from the German by Humphrey Miles

They won’t say: when the walnut tree shook in the wind

But: when the house-painter crushed the workers.

They won’t say: when the child skimmed a flat stone

across the rapids

But: when the great wars were being prepared for.

They won’t say: when the woman came into the room

But: when the great...

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A day in paradise ....

A slip of the foot ,

A cry for help ,

A shoulder to fall back on .

All it took was a stroke of magic ,

Again ,to see the stars twinkle ,

Again ,to experience the world in technicolor,

It was ,but a dream !!

Lightening struck with thunder ,

Eyes clapped shut ,opened with a jolt ,

It was an entry to pandora s box !

It was an entry to ...

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I bought a poppy today

For the husbands, fathers, sons and brothers

I bought a poppy today

For the wives, daughter's, sisters and mothers

I bought a poppy today

It doesn't matter what it cost

The poppy I bought today

Was to remember lives lost

I placed a poppy today

It was placed in a sea of red

I placed that poppy today

In remembrance of t...

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Have you seen her eyes?

Like searching grass stains

Reaching, reaching up the bark

Of her rough touch, rough hands.

Legs like hay, the hairs like needles,

Could lose thoughts in them, do you understand?

Oh, have you seen her eyes?!

Like dancing lily pads,

I once tried to catch them in the lake.

Silly mistake, oh big mistake

Because she can be a swamp,

Her pull like...

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Here is an elephant.

He knows not of what is going on

or how he got here. Neither do we.

He divides opinion, like the foul stench

of an onion in a warm room.

Some chant of its values,

smell only what they want.

Some simply cry.

The elephant fixes his tiny eye

on a mate.

“I’m gonna grab that cow by the pussy

with my tusks,” he thinks.

Followin...

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Never had I ever imagined my life
Never had I introspected my world
All I did was, dragged my life through
Without hope and happiness in my heart
Still young, but my eyes have seen a lot
From good things to bad and to worse. 
Hardly did I ever breathe my freedom
Bounded by the shackles of my fate
Pulling me down, down to the dust
Blowing me away from this world
Into a deep ocean, where f...

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1.A Rapturous welcome

I woke up this morning

No tea and toast

Wondered where Dad had gone

Probably shopping, but who knows

Just no sign, none at all.

Put the news on

Purely as a distraction.

Planes have crashed,

Cars have crashed, buses have stopped

The trains keep their usual bad timetable

News off, still no sign of tea or toast

No sign of Dad ei...

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There’s the taste of truth in a coffee cup
Steam rising gently and sweet.
I am sitting with blankets and thoughts wrapped up
In the darkness where both of us meet.

It’s the small hours where I hear you close
When night fades softly to dawn.
We keep talking and reaching, gravity shows
In our rooms with the curtains drawn.

The taste of coffee reminds me now
Of futures that only can be
...

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America
Don't give that man your tears today
Though it's dark now you'll find a way
Now is the time to laugh, sing and create
Throw the bile back at his tangerine face
I call on the punks, the poets, the artists, the revolutionaries and the visionaries, don't let the spark be snuffed out in vain
Come together and show him how you'll make yourself great again 

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the days move on 

slower than ever

but surely

im getting better

i no longer hear your voice

in my empty head

i'm starting to see happiness instead

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With events across the pond, this seems an appropriate time to raise a little cry of defiance over the state of my own nation, and to remind myself that there's still some fight left in us...

Why I Will Not Keep Calm and Carry On

When I was young, the golden rule
of how to get along at school
was Keep your head down. Don’t make waves.
Don’t stand apart – you’re not that brave.
Sad...

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When my evening turns to  cold
So deep , dark and bold 
When wind speaks to me
A sense of terror I feel

No more bright and blue sky
Covered in white, so high and dry 
All I could see a timorous night
Asking for a beam of light 

Here comes the summer of life
Light is glowing and ready to thrive 
All my agony and anguish no more
Warmth -of -heat seals my soul

What I had once now pa...

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I used to see you in the kitchen

Running around with messy hair

No makeup and no time for tea

Not a second you had to spare

I used to see you in the bathroom

Trying to get little teeth brushed

Stubborn little darlings

Not understanding the blur and rush

I used to see you in the living room

Trying to find that missing shoe

There’s no time to find it

Wellin...

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Whether in an Aleppo sky or hung on a wall

A white vigilantly or a dollar bill that falls on Clinton’s floor

We wait with bated breath for those that will kill us all

The black noose will become an accessory in Georgia

Or a closed shop on Capitol Hill

With each candidate you and me never win

We wait with vile breath, who will strangle the rest of us?

And in...

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