When the noise of the world

Gets under my silence

I bite my lip and think of you 

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I am on call today, I hate being on call. I can’t settle into anything, I like to be up early for a little breakfast by the window with a book I read for 1 minute and my phone that I spend 59 minutes on. I took this maintenance job five months ago because the perks included this apartment. I figured it would be a good gig, fixing things and living nearby. It’s been total chaos ever since, I live w...

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A miner walked from Wheal Kitty

to Trevellas at the end of a day

and the path he took was atop the cliff

for that was his easiest way.

The moon rode high oe'r the breakers

as the path did twist and turn

and the Gods of the deep were lurking there

with nothing new to learn.

Fourteen hours at fifty fathoms

had taken the breath from him

and the night was quiet ...

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No time for it all

Must make time

Never ending cycle

Work, school, family, friends, chores, fitness, errands

Take away from sleep for chores

Take away from sleep for school

Take away from sleep for friends

No time for it all

Must make time

Running on the wheel of life

Work, school, family, friends, chores, fitness, errands

Take away from rest for family

Take awa...

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Unfinished

Enthusiasm the engine of my soul

often flags and fails on life´s road

A sudden burst of unbridled energy

soon extinguished as if by a canon of water

Occasionally revived as a wilting flower

but never regaining its former luscious texture 

Onward, forward and undeterred

a rekindled flame of renewed vigour

Each day brings recharged light and hope

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What are the memories that pop into your mind
Share them with your children as the day falls asleep
Around the campfire, to entertain on cheap
But enrichment power of knowing your past find

They will enjoy questions about your own parents
How they shaped your future, how badly you behaved
Did your mommy cuddle, did your daddy help shave
What technology loomed to savour your merit

Teach...

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Feel that twinge 

Scratch that itch 

Lost in this moment

Between her thighs 

No shortchange

Fuck Polytheism, monotheism 

I want to feel it now

Death, illness

Acts of God....fuck that

Today's for the living 

Pornography obsession 

Sins of the flesh?

Stone yer daughters

Excommunicate sons

Female circumcision 

Who needs an after life

Fuck...

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I've spent a lifetime of being shouted at . For doing wrong when you thought you we're right . For being there for caring and loving . For just being there day and night . For when things go wrong . Trying to put things right  . To be the Brick that keeps things right . To be healthy enough to keep things on my Shoulders . To be there when needed . To be just there when not . How long does it take...

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The pull 

the draw

is powerful

and real

if he said, "meet me"

I'd go.

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Pine needles

  Fine needles 

      Sewing needles 

          Knitting needles

Hat pins

   Straight pins

     Ten pins

        And tie pins

Syringe needles 

   Thread needles 

       Record needles

           Haystack needles

Ear pins

   Nose pins

      Hair pins

         And rolling pins

My needles 

    Your pins

         Sewing boxes 

     ...

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The bells sing out

From the old clock tower

Their ringing ready greeting

Whilst the flowers in metal pots

Keep vigil at the graves looking fresh and bright

And the bridal party are sinking a few

Across the road at the pub

The pale green 1920’s car waits expectantly

Button hole and carnations abound

Everybody dressed to the nines

Morning suits and swooning gowns

Bru...

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Each day we spend together

my love for you grows

All we share opens my heart...

It allows me to be there 

with you

like a fly on the wall

It allows you to be there 

with me

like an invisable friend

Walking thru our pasts

pulls me closer to you

Makes our new relationship

feel like a life time friendship

Which builds my trust

and 

Bonds me with you. 

B...

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I decided to let go

And make him my past

My present decided to walk off too

Making me a passing thought

Theres no winning 

Perhaps the future might stay

I lose hope

In these fickle hearts

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Shadows stretch

and shadows yaw

Death;a flame that flutters

Clouds chased high,moonlight flickers

the cool breeze blows,and the stillness shivers

Darkness moves in places hidden 

Peering eyes revealed their vision

Doleful words;misfortune heard

to cast a spell on those who heard

In my head were hidden voices

strange is now,they scream rejoices

Chanti...

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Maybe there's a God above, 

But all I've ever learnt from love, 

Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew you....  

Xx

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I was lost then magically I found you

Now once again I am lost – what am I to do?

I feel like an abandoned broken heart

Dwelling forever in a left luggage locker

Waiting for an elusive thing called love

Hoping that someone will lay claim to me

Or give me a heavenly sign from above

I thought we had a spark that would catch fire

Figured we were on the road to destination desi...

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Euphoria at its peak,

like a rising sun.

Your toil is to seek,

until work is done.

Sky is red,

with blanket white.

Excited to spread,

a beam in night.

Where there is flower,

there will be thorn.

Handle all with power,

to make your life adorn.

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have you ever experienced
a love 
so strong 
you question your beliefs?

I'm an atheist.
I don't believe in a god
or an afterlife 
but
this love 
makes me wonder 
if over the course of time
our souls 
have been colliding 
and bonding 
and that's why
everything 
is so natural 
between us

I'm not talking about something romantic
but something innocent
for he has touched my hea...

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Arthur Stace, a First World War veteran and illiterate alcoholic, was known as “Mister Eternity” . For 35 years he inscribed the cryptic precept “Eternity” in yellow, waterproof chalk, using an inexplicable copperplate hand, on pavements throughout Sydney. Asked why, he would merely reply “Makes 'em think”. Arthur's dictum was sent around the world, emblazoned in huge letters across Sydney Harbour...

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Been struck by the number of cliches I am hearing at the moment, especially the title of this poem, so penned this littly ditty early this morning... Hope you like it!

It is What it Is…Some Well Worn Words

At the end of the day, when all’s said and done,

To be fair I must say there’s no smoking gun.

It is what it is, we have to move on,

Time passes or flies and the moment is go...

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She lifted her arms

to catch

and

I fell backwards 

laughing

and 

I saw her curl

and she looked at me

and I  smiled and

she frowned

and I thrilled 

at her subsequent grin.

Words and photo Tommy Carroll 

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Alf Smith was his name, though, we should remember him

As more than the labourer on a small Welsh farm

Who milked the cows and tended every farmer whim;

Twice daily fitting clusters onto teats and pouring milk to churns,

Taken for collection to stand beside the lane between the ferns.

Twice daily, too, he cleaned the shed with hose and broom

And waited to hear what chores would f...

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The landlord called this morning

Said that she could tell I just woke up. To call her back later.

The cold was different to me, this late morning
Hazy, paired with rain
Drizzled, Murky, Heavy air that swept through the knit of my hoodie.

The branches lay next to the garage in a consecutively non-organized fashion, taken back by hand a few times

 To the old burning pile ...

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My heart dances 
the sun yearns for cloud 
the blue in my orbit 
so big so loud 
nothing no more 
standing in my way now 
they left the offering in the green 
black and blue, yellow too 
my golden vision 
from the desert to the wood I run 
there's a dog in the cloud 
and the moon is full and bright 
loud I see all the colour  
flickers flickers flickers blue 
purple red too 
a full ...

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In cloaks of words I wrap myself against the weather
Storms I conjured up as punishment.
Hands full of swords thrusting up out of the earth
The round route I take.  Gazelles return again
To the brink, to drink.  And me? To think.
So I skirt mans burning fire, hyena lurking
Laughing in the dark.  A great arc I make
Like a dim sun at the end of his leash
Scribing the day across the sky...

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I LIKE CAPITALS

to emphasise my endless

slapstick politics.

What Constitution?

I have to read all of it?!

Tangerine screaming.

Chattering unchained:

No such thing as climate change!!

No such thing as proof?

Meanwhile, peace deals fall,

fundamental laws ignored;

the world stands aghast.

Yates sacked. Spicer sacked.

Bannon, Flynn and Co...

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I'll tell you a sad tale 
  so short with an abrupt end
    of necessity I follow the tangent 
      to the pond without relish
        for one lone goose dabbles at the edge
          and flocks who bickered there have flown
I'll tell you of a dream 
  our goose with a set of mallards forms a nation 
    smaller coots feel bold among vigilant eyes
      just as our protection once s...

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When your heart has butterflies 

Does it make the love more real?

Does it make love feel  more alive?

If it does, I love every minute of it

No worries at all when it comes to him 

Like Jill says " He loves me from my hair follicles to my toenails" 

And the beauty in that 

knocks me off my feet 

I see light when I stare into his eyes of truth, strength and love 

To feel s...

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…and here’s another thing.  This occurred to me after ruminating that eskimos have over 30 words for “snow”.  Likewise, and equally apocryphally, Bedouin Arabs have huggins of words for “sand”.

It comes from the fact that if snow and sand is all you’ve got to look at all day, you’ll rabbit on about it in fine distinctions, rather like the numpties who can discern differences between Coronation ...

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Yesterday brought the news of the passing of my favourite performer from the great days of Rockn'Roll -

Antoine "Fats" Domino, and it took me straight back to my 1950s boyhood when the Hit Parade had a

new Number One virtually every week and a wealth of talent competing for a place in the Top Twenty

in the Melody Maker and the New Musical Express charts...every pop lover's' "bibles" of th...

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Only in the dark I see the day.
I see the day when the sky is full of stars.
I see the day were you only hear the wind howling smoothly in my window.
The noises of the animals being alive; 
were you can hear only a little the waves of the ocean...
That's when I think of us more deeply. 
Only in the dark I see my dreams flowing closely,
telling me that dreams could be realities waiting for m...

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Dew bejewelled spider webs span the handle

of the broken wooden fork

propped in the dirt like a cross for the fallen.

Khaki leaves scatter the garden but the bright Acer

still wears its scarlet uniform.

The shrill of a panicking blackbird’s pinking

pierces the steady scrunch of leaves decaying

while the slowly scouring scrape

of my rake across the sticky wet ground

distu...

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you were still when i found you so i picked up your body carefully,

as one would handle a crumbling manuscript from the thirteenth century,

with kids gloves – white vinyl gloves - and i placed you on my shoulders

and we walked and walked across great neon oceans

through cities with skyscrapers bearing over us like tidal waves of slate grey concrete

over searing hot sands that added ...

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In third grade we were just amorphous blobs,
  by fifth grade, we'd been sorted.
Princes, princesses, also-rans,
  and of course, the unrewarded.

I was the budding knight,
  and you the fragile flower.
Funny how I didn't notice then
  the missing petals in the dower.

It came as a suprise to me,
  that the sorting never stops
You'll think you've won
  the fight is done
And then the ...

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The Gangsta and The Gentleman Part 1

Hello I just wanted to say I thought you were gorgeous and ask how are you.

I'm good pa thanks, I like your swag i was checking you out too.

Id like to take you out some time, so i was wondering if you were single.

Hell yea i am and youre fine as hell so yea im down to mingle.

Yea thats great give me a time and place I'll be there I promise I won...

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Lushy Green trees filled for a mile,

Yellow Spring leaves that make up a pile,

A warm little cottage in the corner of the isle,

Away from distractions and digital lifestyle.

These are the few things that make me smile!!!

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The trees are flesh made.

 Gauntly etched to form gangrenous limbs,

Skeletal fingers lacing outward

For the heavens.

Nails,

A multiplicity of fungal greens

That curl and sway about the breeze.

The trees are flesh made,

Blood racing within barcomulch veins

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For I must have the answers,

To all your problems,

Your prayers,

Your questions.

Must I know such things?

Must I be your keeper,

And your guard?

For I am the one,

Who has watched over you.

And I am the one,

Who has kept you safe.

Only to come to,

And to realize,

My freedom was within my reach.

I wished to grasp it.

Take hold of it wi...

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As time went by..

standing here alone in this room
looking out of the window at the rising moon
feeling like there is only emptiness
all around is pain and darkness
I turn around to face all memories
all that now sound like fictional stories
I close my eyes and slowly breathe
laughter of past disturbing my peace
as I walk around, touching the wall
I hear the songs hidden in this hall
...

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Time heals 

but I put my time 

in an ice cube 

and now global warming 

struck and the feelings 

have been let loose

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Oh dear last nights dream was weird
And it had nothing to do with baby beards!
I was working back on an old ship
Taking a rather extended trip
I've no idea where we were heading
But the sea was calm and the sun shining
On board was something of a motley crew
Trust me, in the past I have sailed with a few
The skipper was Neil Armstrong
We knew he would not steer us wrong
Navigating by the...

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He used to make this  beautiful battenberg cake

Each colour clearly separated

The dense yellows and pinks staining the sponge

Beguiling to the eye as the knife sliced through

Almondy marzipan and syrupy borders

We sat in the car after the church group

He told me how he’d been a chef before

And how his ex used to beat him up

A nervous man always watching his step

H...

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Guys like me only come around everynight

In dim light bars with terrible intentions 

Surrounded by friends we secertly hate

Saying words we do not mean 

Saying words we do not comprehend

Won't you come home with me and sweep me off my feet

Right onto my unmade bed

Surrounded by nothing but our newly discovered bodies and the shame that follows the next morning

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Dolphins

If dolphins could talk

What would they say?

What would they say

About the "games" that men play?

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Smile

Pain and sorrow, 
Grief and glumness, 
Solitude and ignorance,
Concealed by smile. 
The smile. 
Ah the infectious beautiful smile. 

Embellishing the grief, 
Pushing it in the deep sea, 
of expressions and heart, 
Leaving the facet curve
The smile 
Ah the monalisa's beautiful smile. 

Wailing tear-drops of Mermaid, 
Precious pearls in the sea, 
as said in the legend. 
Ago...

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https://www.eveningexpress.co.uk/news/scotland/first-world-war-poets-honoured-with-violins-crafted-from-military-hospital-tree/

The Song Of Trees

They sat here,

back in nineteen seventeen,

beneath my caring arms.

I kept the August sun

from their fevered brows

as piece by piece

they pulled themselves

together.

Their stories made me weep

rainfall

from sy...

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This isn't healthy at all

I miss you so badly

So didn't you want to runaway with me

Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't date my friends

Or was that a lie, cause I'm starting to think that you lie

How could you tell me that cheesy line

That I'm too good for you

How could you hurt me like this

Did you really love me

So didn't you want to runaway with me

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a second glance and you were there.

angry for six years but my finger won't find you. 

for it to find you won't be fair. 

with a daydream away and a nightmare around

you are still my mother.

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If ever I had to leave you behind
I just ask that you visit my shrine.
Always know that you can come to me, teary eyed; But only with tears of joy.
Tell me only of the happiest things,
Of all the moments that I have sadly missed.
Come to me bare, skin on skin, completely naked, share the things you cannot share with others.

All your secrets forever cherished in my buried embrace.

Tell...

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I will make of this place

my grave

belly pressed against my mother 

Earth

salt tears feeding the sand

sound of waves crashing

purple pink pig face flowers

dancing gently on the dunes

slowly climbing over the body

sun beats down

dissolving it to grains of sand

blown by the wind

to the waves

and away

at last 

Away

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Hope by Nicola

Her eyes scan the surroundings for the tiniest glimmer of euphoric light. Her knees are throbbing, sore from the needle like gravel on which she lay.  Her shoulders strikingly heavy with the pressure of many souls upon them.  Yet she slowly and surely turns to a distant spark of burning orange which appears from the corner of her eye.  It surprises her like an image never vi...

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If I had three wishes, I'd wish the whole world blind.

That poverty and hunger befall all of humankind.

That every creature lose the thing their heart adores the most.

That every strength and skill be taken so no mouth can try to boast.

I'd bid each individual be lost - a lonely, yearning soul.

That every body be taken ill, let diseases take their toll.

Let fires burn and floods ...

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Life is pretty exciting, which change all of a sudden..

With a little bit of excitement and head full of burden..

Faraway from home is like faraway from tasty food..

Taking your own responsibilities is pretty much good..

Sometimes life turned upside down when I cannot find a way..

No matter what happen..Life sometimes sucks in everyway...

~piku~

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How can I write about the famine

Born into the welfare state

Brought up on a council estate?

But I read and I know

That the Warehouses up and down

England’s west coast

Liverpool, Bristol

Were stuffed with grain

While babes in Connaught,

Mayo and Donegal,

Were left to die,

Again

And

Again.

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On that first slow return of He Who Eats His Children,
Watch! Is me again
Awake and bound to the backyard trace, the strutting cocks of neighbours,
that blasted Housebird trill.
But daybreak does find me
Under bruise-blue cloud, water pearling on wind-torn fig,
Rain from butt and drain building into the yellow river.
Watch! Is me again
stepping out now for now,
In a storm burst from my ...

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Life in a Small cul-de-sac (Not poetry per se, but a bit of fun I hope)

Life continues to be exciting in our small cul-de-sac. This evening saw the incident of the "blue-bin falling over". This brought everyone out to check and whilst the bin remained like an upside-down turtle, we pondered (whilst standing in the 50 mph winds) what could have caused such a disaster? It was finally decided...

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Sat at the table looking out of the window as the heavy rain falls
Silently upon the Window Pane
The Drowning of Sound,
The Darkness that creeps upon us clinging onto our Minds
We sit in it's pitiful existence drowning the sound with the tears that fall
inside our minds no moistness falls upon thy cheeks
closed off inside, screaming to escape the never ending fear that builds so deep
it ric...

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Well, the season is upon us
It’s come round too fast again
And while the lucky ones are ready;
we others feel the strain

All that planning, all that scheming
but we’re left sad and distraught
So we come in - howling, screaming
Needing Halloween Support

And we try to help each other out
Give useful hints and tips
Some even post on Twitter
links to favourite YouTube clips

Some, ala...

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There's a miracle

I can feel it

Don't need to see it

All I have to do is believe

There's a living GOD

His love is forever

I am breathing, that's proof enough

Yes! There's a miracle 

All can be seen by faith

Do you believe?

We all believe in something

Are you doubting yourself?

Believe! You are proof enough 

Believe in something, anything 

Let your blind ey...

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It’s amazing how you can look into someone’s eye’s and see a universe.

A universe with planets and stars placed against the dark

A universe where life breathes through every orifice

And the lights of consciousness ignite and pull forward gravity

You can look into someone’s eyes and see a universe

The perfect universe

Where everything is where it’s supposed to be

A univers...

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Last night I dreamt I lost you Between oceans of dreams and Storms of thoughts I searched through the waves of panic but Found no trace of you_ My thoughts blank and dark, Oh my dreams…my dreams… So empty Impossible as it seems I fought against my own rage Yelling Refusing to accept… Last night I dreamt I lost you Between the madness and mundane. A sob escaped my lips Evidence of m...

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And We Begin

a place beyond the need to need you

is the breathless space between your arms

where words are crushed by swollen lips

and tongues twist truth to tell a tighter tale

in this new world there is no light

only the honest darkness of the moment we connect

no room for clumsy words like guilt or me

no bonds beyond the clinging of our hands

trust...

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So many are falling from the skies, of comfortable lives

Until between the clouds, we can see me and you

Drinking in the bar one minute

Then outside Tesco

Mouths ajar

So many are breaking up inside

Falling from the skies,

Of comfortable lives

Passing the credit cards

Trying to grasp Universal Credit

Fingertips touching their children

On the way down

La...

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It was the music that he had heard first followed by all the angry madness, the garish badness, a badness in which she delighted. She was all dressed up nines and tens, her eyes flashing green over her overly played garish makeup that had frightened her youth away. The tinny tinkle of her rings and things, singing and pinging their market stall magic into the damp dirty air as they cut sharps and ...

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#notavictim

I can hear them, the voices, the shouts,

the cries of hurt and solidarity.

Me too, moi aussi, anch’io

no boundaries.

I could add my voice.

I remember the chaffing of the rope,

the cut of serrated steel,

the boot shaped bruises.

The entering of my person was in fact the least of the violations.

He still did not possess me.

I remember fear,

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The world is round

There is no upside

There is no down

The life you are living is only the now

So don't move too fast

And don't be late!

And we will live in this moment to appreciate

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Parking the car
out by the cooling towers
breathe the quiet in
lit by the moon
not going anywhere

Thinking on
all those sad miles behind me...

Remember when we were nineteen
kissing in the back seat
tucked into the kerb
lit by our lust
not going anywhere

Thinking on
all those mad miles behind me...

When we were nineteen
everything was a fire
everything was flame
but everyt...

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She’s back, back from the worries and woes

Back to her laughs and chuckles 

And we’ve gone back, back to our first days

Camden Palace no more

I should Koko you can now say

Beth Ditto on a Monday night whatever next

Rolling back the years

Yes I’ve got my little girl back

Shorter hair, but not short of love and laughter

Swaying and singing at the top of our voices

Eyes ...

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When teaching Descartes, I dutifully described his dualism in detail.

 I discussed his importance as the father of modernism,

But also his common ground with scholasticism.

Together we examined the ways he attempted to prove God

And the reliability of both mathematics and his own senses.

Also, some biographical information including his early education,

Military service, tra...

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1

reed a star when further winnows
roke subtle orbits
in the ploughed bluffs
of summer

arroyos marred in slatterns,
flaked goatskulls bleached

struck, the preened ivory palls 
of pyreslaw clouds a cave and
mirrors the firmaments 

2

who forsook the plead,
affronted noughts?
the gentric emphasis 
being that of corpsebone.

The latch laughs like a lyre,
a chord uncouth,
a ...

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Starting off with SSC, have to learn the fighter's name,

I wish I had their fame. Have my name in books, everyone would 

give me a look.

Next is Math, go 1 2 3, wait...what is the cube of three?

How I wish I could be like a bird in the sky, no reason to cry.

After that comes Science, Why do only flooded fields grow rice?

Learn the definitions of wind, water and ice.

...

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Split seconds dither atom-filled worlds
Atom-less in Dream
Gravity-sanctions tethers snap
Your lily pad helipad rotors snoring
Rapid eye movements swivel 360
Lifted elevations sizzle mystery..

And the moon slips off a cactus
Water-falling pineal mescaline
The lunar rivers dance and shimmer
Glittering golden galleons dive the craters
Loving couples' sky canoes
kiss anew
the vast raven...

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(This is the last paragraph of Chesterton`s essay: `The slavery of free verse`... It is
a challenge to produce a poetic (beautiful?) effect in free verse...Surely - in these
days of almost universal free verse - it can easily be met......any offers?)

`It is certain that words such as ” birds ” and ” sweet,” which are as plain as ” fish ” or ” stone,” can be combined in such a miracle as ...

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They were all in mourning that morning.

The beetle scurrying across the cooling sands

sombrely dressed in total black

for the occasion.

They were all in mourning that morning.

The sea daffodils had lost their candid silk

leaving purses of jetty seeds

as their bequethal.

They were all in mourning that morning.

The woeful hawkers from much harsher lands

left without tak...

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No !

I am not a “thick badie”

And I am definitely not a snack for you to eat me

Also I am not your “average skinny bitch”

But I will tell, no, educate you on what I am really made of:

I am made of flesh, bones, nerves, muscle, blood, cells, hairs

And all of these things cannot be measured in terms of your huge unrealistic metaphors and excuses

I am blessed ...

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Vanishing souls 

are not made of gold 

Or sparkling things.

Tarnished and cold 

Is what we are told 

And we try and hide our feelings 

The price is not high for those who wish to fly.

But it's not the height we're afraid of- 

But the fall that will lead,

To destruction and chaos of everything we believe 

Stories get told of vanishing souls

That disappear ...

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What We Do

For Paul

Writers write and painters paint but artists don’t art

and musicians don’t mu. 

Bikers bike and drivers drive, blimps go limp

but coupes don’t coup.

Coiffeurs coif, hairdressers dress hair,

but nail techs don’t nail techs (or perhaps they do).

Fighters fight, professors at times profess

but hatters don’t hat and surgeons don’t surge.

If you w...

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You and me

two extremities united in purpose

drawn towards exploration,

never needing a licence to exploit each other.

We lie here, committed to mutual liberation, banishing the pain that pulled us down

as we experience bursts of ecstasy,

lifting our spirits to unknown realms of pure pleasure.

See, we’re caressing the surface now

with intentions to penetrate the very core o...

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Here's a kind of slaggy one:

Bags:

Where are those carrier bags?

No, not those recycled poncy type.

The slaggy ones, a slip of plastic, 

with Key Markets or Tesco on the side,

Like me Mum had.

Throw away ones - which is exactly

what you did.  

Shamelessly, without a single qualm. 

plenty more where they came from.

Don't get me wrong, I salute those 

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 Type of Man 
The one he sees nothing pass you 
To know that you are more than enough
Too have enough respect to make you feel like the world
With out words 
A feeling of love 
So into Each other you wouldn't dare make
Her feel anything other 
Just this type of man 
To know when to hold you 
To know how to make you feel whole 
To know how to be served
Even in a time of pain you are his...

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I'm finally here. This is my stop.

Today I am 64 and I'm waiting for Sgt Pepper

I'm waiting for Paul.

I'm ready to claim my prize.

I'm waiting for Vera, Chuck and Dave.

Waiting for someone to mend my fuse,

Dig my weeds, knit me a sweater,

Take me to the Isle of Wight (if it's not too dear)

I waiting for the other one,

The one who will be older too.

The one who will ne...

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So many shades of blue cover the path

to my horizon.  Clouds shelter my spot

right now – but I can see sunshine sparking

God’s flashes away in the distance.  One

spot – maybe close, maybe far – reacts to

a cloud-break; glorious, eye-piercing sharp-hard

brilliance.  Maybe that’s you watching me,

settled on the shaded sea, showing off

you Angel status.  I remember you,

alw...

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here’s to the afterlife —

what fate does the day after The Last Day hold?

doubt ,

doubt consumes man’s faith .

down into the depths of the pit

my mind descends ,

down to the caverns ,

the walls closing in .

the light dwindles ,

crushed under the weight of this apparent reality .

hopeless and helpless ,

lonely and tired .

beaten down by the endless sorrow .

di...

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Flower of love
Dalan Jahan

There are eyes in the eyes,
Look deeper
The temporal atmosphere,
Obesity is a strong green shade,
Where the sun is a nectar,
The Heavenly Temporal Heaven.

Eager birds to listen to music,
Tears fall in tears,
Loads of breath,
Earth's weight is glazed
Draw flowers to love in the calendar.

The wind tends to favor the flow,
Piece of ice,
Women and childr...

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gate

you draw rust where heat’s been;

some passage of time;

life’s clouded outcomes;

weather or not we care.

you’re iron to me; blood strength.

took years to find you;

all: frame, hinge, key, arch;

allowing passage back.

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The beauty of the moon's lovely light

Pours equally

Upon king or slave, castle or cave.

Birth or death.

It suffers not the moral skeins

Of lies and truth -

That purview of Power.

The moon is a thing.

And this amazing thing

Has fired human imagination

To evolve esoteric meaning

From Forever ... whenever that was.

Surely a sense of humour

In the Unive...

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Aim to reach the hot walls before dawn

to bid the moon farewell and greet the sun,

salute the sailors on their morning run.

Then wave your arms at islanders upon

the St Helen. As soon as she is gone

unpack your bag, your tea and Belgian bun

to keep you sated till your work is done.

This fishing lark is quite a marathon!

Then once you're fed and watered get your rod

and t...

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You stare right thru me

Connecting the dots 

All the lines were drew

But it was like you never even had a clue

Not knowing what to do

All I wanted was you

To be my boo

It's all said and done

And in a way you won

You gained my heard

And ripped it apart

Stood by your side when times got rough

Because the tough stay tough

To be your soldier

And hold you down

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By: Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

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My sight caught few papers scattered
On the shelf, sunk in time.
I wiped dust cautiously from papers,
So words could remain intact.
Yet, soul energetic and each word
Sustaining therein, though condoling.
And a number of couplets
Each on paper finding reciter.
I pushed the window to let air in
And perched on old window frame‟s sill, wide and thick...

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Birds in their time

Snatched by roaring winds

To dream of whatever is there

In the shadow is a haunted face

As another lies awake waiting now

Water, rising, frogs, fish, fins, brushing

The legs as they passed by

The hazy days of summer

And all that racket

From next door

Wish I could sleep!

To dream is to sleep

To sleep is to dream

The myst...

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What is the universe

 If we are not here to behold it

 To understand it

With all – the compacity

Of all- humanity

What am I without the world

The life that I can bring from its beauty

Would I not just be another girl

The life that fades with her beauty

My mind being

With my eyes seeing

Fueled by the galaxies

Destiny- projecting through its physicality

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We judge

Why do we judge

Why do we criticise

Who are we to critique

We hate

Why do we hate

Why do we execrate

Who are we to abominate

We pray

Why do we pray

Why do we deity call

Who are we to beg forgiveness

We love

Why do we love

Why do we seek connection

Who are we to seek affection

We do because we do

Judging

Hating

Pr...

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I don't have red lipstick 
Or big shiny black shoes 
Or a big squeaky red nose
Or colourful yellow clothes
But I still feel like a clown 
With a permanent frown 
With eyes cast right down 
Juggling all these balls
Walking down those halls
Full of haunted memories 
Some happy others sad
Twisting these balloons
As I look into the rooms 
Of a past long gone 
No joy in this home

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To dream is to sleep
Something so precious 
To ride the highest winds in the sky
To run faster than those winds
Running through time itself
Time of a resting soul
Chasing all of life's loves
And life is a bigger dream
Touching whatever is there
In this England of mine
Made in greens and grey
From blood and toil
To the beauty in my mind
And the beating hearts
That are now together aga...

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I can feel it crawl inside me creeping slowly

Those negative thoughts that want to control me

In and around my mind they flow

And in an instant everything explodes

This black cloud befuddles my mind

Then it takes over and I am confined

To feel worthless, idiotic and desperate as can be

To these destructive emotions and I want to be free

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I love football
You should love it too
And you talk about feelings
But you ve never nutmegged two

11 aside rambling for a ball
Don't move your eyes
You could miss a goal
The hustle the bustle
And crowd so huge
With dripping emotions
Enchanting their view
And Cheerings so loud
That they touch your soul
 And losing a match
Saddens your soul
Moments of glory
And moments of shame
Co...

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Host

Grey silhouette of screeching gull

soars startled into flight;

First glitter on a foreign shore,

Behold the coming night.

Old fisherman alone, cocooned,

baring weathered flesh;

Rests his line on steady frame,

Sits picking at his net.

The distant hills grow dim, then dark,

Lie silently to rest;

Their form against the setting sun

a man’s recumbent b...

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