Poetry Blogs (2018, Stockport Write Out Loud)

A Marriage of Ghosts - July 2018 Collage Poem

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Aqueous humour's not very funny

Neither is how easily we forget

The story of each other's pain

 

Arranged marriages of spirits and the

remnants of deep pain

 

The sky is a plush blue velvet

Its papery clouds are upon it

As if they are lace - the 

Dew glistens on the grass

Like numerous bright eyes looking

Up at the sky

 

The wrong arrangement can be d...

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March 2018 Collage Poem: Changes

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Poetry in unusual places

Yarn-bombing red as a spaniel

Line of poetry clutters in clusters

 

Faeries and Diddymen, aliens and witches

We transcend to rainbows when we die

Cold coffee cup clocks stuck at half-past six

 

The witch her face disfigured

Better methinks burnt at stake.

 

Lost in the past watching swallows flying north in spring

Swallows in blue s...

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February 2018 Collage Poem - Running with the Wild Wind

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Various forms, jump into sestinas

with withering winds and eager ancestors

A room with no windows shakes and rattles

It holds inside a madman singing of

Man's Fall.

 

From man back to monkey

With a wave of Mr Wizard's Wand

That cruel hateful yellow star

Kissing chaos: my man is not ill

Tasting the salt, feeling the bullets

 

He disappointed his ancestors,

as ...

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October 2017 Collage Poem: The Strangeness of Dreams

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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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November 2016 Collage Poem: Forking Paths

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Sand to page to gentle water

Grey on grey you greasepaint dogs

Cold spirits recorded: lists of names

 

Swans are swathed in chiffon

Whilst bombs kill buildings:

The art of war

Casked in delights

Of stale Big Mac meals

 

I don't like bringing religion

Into this but Jesus said to the sick

'Take up your beds and walk!' Well I say

'Put down your blades and talk!'

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February 2016 Collage Poem

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Jesus went for a rather long walk

Through magpie faeces to the slaughterhouse

In the stench of hate

Hanging with religious gangrene

Cushioned in silent landscapes

Immersed silently with broken hope

 

Put away like broken dishes

A poetic riddle told what it could be,

Branches creaking like hands clapping

To the answer given.

 

 

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Jazz - September Collage Poem

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Breeze of loss blows

an Autumn anomaly

 

To those who don't like jazz

please have a change of heart

 

Piercing my eyes like sharpened glass

a salty boy stands in dark shadows

 

It's like watching paint dry

I am ready to like jazz

 

Let's ask Matt and Phred - Is jazz dead?

The paintings cost more than you think

 

Ready to open another door

like s...

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July 2015 Collage Poem

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Crimson dust for a forgotten man,

The nuances of place emerge

 

All of us are wearing lace-up shoes

In this we are the same,

And other ways

That are hidden.

 

In screaming, panicked pain swells

 

Help may be

The only thing I can offer,

As well as my ear

And my time.

 

Bleeding the sky with your cosmic clouds

That shelter my dark matter

From within...

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Heart of Stockport II

 

Stockport town is upside down

 

Blue skies, regret for the river that was

I caught your cobble-stones with conviction

Voices from the youth skimming across the waters

 

Love is underfoot, under wet sand

 

Throw stones at the past; take care of the present; enjoy a future.

 

Red streaks blurring wistful meanderings

Lose yourself in the labyrinthine city

This...

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Exile - March Collage Poem

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Numbers lost tutting in a happy mode
Lost for words but is nice to see you all
One, two, three bloody Mary
Has burnt that toast again
Seeing your face light up
When you see mine
 
A shining beam pierces the darkness
Stallions taking you on a chariot ride
Watching animals at Belle Vue
 

Three two one and the bullets are all gone. 

 

 

 

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January 2015 Collage Poem: Novelty

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Intact, these children dance and sing

Forward and back.

Forget hatred; make love,

but don't whore

 

Don't tell me the truth

Or look at the meanings

In between words

 

Summer is a salad of water

Blue eyes

 

People of all kinds

too many to remember -

Who cares?

 

I see new words in new directions

All new faces and self-reflections

A pill to ...

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Willpower - June Collage Poem

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Herded in trains, peripheral memories,

feelings frozen under violent suns

frizzled out across the weekend:

tuna and chips, beer in the square.

 

The will of one person

gets power from many;

The loudest of actions

hide behind a silent will.

 

Sometimes I forget to get some

try not to be stupid and don't laugh

truth too painful to hear

 

Better the cracks of

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Shakespeare's Aunties (Stockport WoL Collage Poem)

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Fun by numbers; birds loom, weather threatens.

The naked jogger eyes the eagle's wings.

 

Walking on egg-shells

Breaks me up

 

Senses erotic with words

And the ghost of memory writes his name

 

You do it to make the story work.

 

 

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