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Walking into the light

Walking into the light

 

My minds messed up, deep inside my head

Like its backwards facing, waiting to be led

Staring through the darkness, blacker than the night

My eyes opened wide, yet unable to see the light

 

My feet are facing forwards, yet alas I cannot run

Shackled hands behind my back, can’t move fingers or my thumbs

I can feel my heartbeat beating, deep within ...

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A party fit for a Prince | Mediocre poets | Crap | A drug fuelled frenzied sexual attack |

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House On The Edge of Town

I’ve been thinking 
more and more about you
lately
I just want to talk to you 
all the time

I've become so aware of time
you were the age, back then
that I am now
when the pair of you parted
when you got that rented house
on the edge of town

We came to stay on weekends
watched winter’s tide sweep in
stood outside as the snow come down
said ‘dad, throw another log on the fire
dad...

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Ascension

Get ready the day.
A day to remember. 
Shouts of joy.
The joy of salvation. 
Bring out the wine......
And a feast for a king!
With arms outstretched.
Let’s celebrate for the coming time.
Peace in our time, glory ahead.
Hallelujah for our eternal transcendence.
Dance and sing, deliriously alive.
This is the beginning of forevermore. 
Shalom is ours.

 

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Also by Robert holyland:

Kingdom of comfort (political manifesto) | Lovers moon | There will be Silence. | Nobody | Idle thoughts of the mad. | United States of Nowhere |

Blank Page

Your life is
a blank page
to write upon.

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Also by Shirley Smothers:

Poetic Highs | Candle |

BlankLifePage

Minority Report

We have been taken by a treachery. Bid old

by those who connive, yet still of ourselves. 

The things we want are always shiny, cheap,

divisive and ugly. And now the people will die.

 

We will blame, of course. We all scream for Ice

Cream. The Muslims, the Jew. Those fucking

Romanians! There is hatred, cash to be made 

from every creed. And now the people will die.

 

I...

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The Aunty Phoenix

She sat down 
At her writer's desk
With her box of
Letters
And her pallet of 
words 
And as she painted
She tried to glue
sentences 
Together 
To make some sense
Of the world 
Which reflected 
Before her
In the paper thin mirror
Which was both
Her life and
Her life's 
Work
The jumbled paragraphs 
tumbled 
On to the canvass
Acrobats of her mind
Spilling ideas of 
What was
A...

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Whale Fall

 

When a whale falls

in no time at all

it becomes a feast

for denizens deep

 

how sad a death

its sight appalls

a smorgasbord

a shopping mall

 

the beast won't keep

eternal sleep

as feeders feed

strip away its meat

 

those banquet guests

have all the gall

fast food it's called

come one come all.

 

*Dead whales sink to the ocean floor. ...

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Also by d.knape:

Vaults Of Wisdom | Stupid Old People | Waiting Room | IT | Solid Ground | IF THE TURKEY COULD TALK | My Enemy |

Elegy For A Peevish Bee

Temper rising, she becomes a blur of business,

works at glass and frame, vents a blast of angry wings

in search of phantom gaps or phased matter.

 

Close outside, snapdragons sway encouragingly,

zinnias gesture from plastic boxes beyond the window,

rays of light refract, reflect and raise the stakes.

 

Frustration takes her; she begins to butt the pane,

anguish as real a...

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Pot Bound

In 'my' mind/heart 心
Ideas, plans, memories and emotions
Flow freely in the never-ending stream.
In 'my' heart/mind 心
A character grows misshapen
From its constricted roots,
And the winds which blow
Hot, then cold, then hot again.

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Angular

I used to cringe at the, "Politically correct," label,

Referring to me and my kind as, "Differently able,"

I used to think, "For fucks sake, just say disabled, it's fine,"

Although in my case, not so obvious, as the issue is my mind,

And then I heard a young man explain his autism,

How he thanked God for it, I loved his optimism,

But it was true that the focus of his unique mind,

...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Highway Code |

Do Not Disturb

Pull me closer until our breath combines 

Sway me like oceans controlled by the moon 

Let your fingers dance on my skin 

 

I want to play this game with you 

Moves made to control the other 

Hands delicately placed to tease you 

Crimson lips on your neck 

Bruise this body with my words 

Leave my mark, show them where I’ve been 

Show them all what I’ve claimed 

Draw...

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Also by Cait Abbott:

Limbo | Ascend |

roses poem

A rose poem

A walking cobbler came to Yasmin valley

That had a small brook with swimming ducks

Even thought since everyone wore clogs

He decided to settle down in this pleasant vale

 

The cobbler was educated in Frankfurt and

As we know the Germans are astute workers.

 

Recuperating after hitting his knee on a boulder

On a bed of Yasmin, he reclined and fed by maidens

...

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

when love is not | oddity of sex | the kiss | the land of dream | sunday an sermon | new truths | when in need | military service |

I love you?

There are reasons many deep within

All of these are confined inside my soul

A connection strong i feel with you since long 

Even before meeting you i was still connected to you

It was all a perfect plan of God almighty

To make our paths cross and unite us

A bond unbreakable grew within me

Trust unshakeable slowly covered me

Your politeness and your anger

Your sweetness a...

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Also by Do.RoThy:

I thank thee!! | Waiting!! | Missing you!! | Confused!! | The beginning!!! 💖 | I love you forever!!! | Heart-felt!! | Ready, get set, go!!! - The marathon!! | Breathe!!! | Shhhhh!!!!! | Life ain't a fairy tale for me!!!! | Ant DoRis | Crazy little heart!! | Pause!!! | O darling death!!! | Love you!! |

The Newsagent

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The Newsagent

 

Why are there sox in the newsagent ?

Hanging all paired with their mate

When right next door to them's a men's shop

This really does make me irate

 

Why are women's bags in the newsagent

Both leather and vinyl to be had

When a women's bag shop's in the complex

Gosh this does make me real mad

 

I notice the agent stocks papers

(Which seem to ca...

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Also by Don Matthews:

Publisher Wanted | Doomy Gloomy | Does No-one Know Where Rose Is ? | Brains to Practice On | The Lady of the GPS | Fluffer Round With Flowery Words | What is The Like-Minders Society ? | Learning Haiku – Important Point |

Calculated Game

Your seduction is a game
You know all the cards to play
With precise calculation
Just enough to keep me coming back for more
Every gesture, 
Every caress, 
Every touch, 
Every glance, 
Every last bit of the body is conquered
I am weakened to the core
And heightened with each rise
Then with a whisper in the ear,
‘I can’t wait to see the expressions in your face 
When I return to you 
...

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Also by Kimberly Ray:

Simple | With a drink in hand | Voice In My Ear |

Beauty

Forget the hollow wind,

In this night of autumn doom,

Grandiosity of ranked galore.

 

There’s a right to be had,

Though I can’t quite grasp it,

Fickle arms beside shadowed limbs.

 

My eyes fail me,

Emerald grass can sway,

Rooted deep within darkened sand.

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What is it that I don't understand? 

Why does it keep growing 

Despite the reprimand 

Fiction so entwined as to never exist 

Yet still playing like a possibility 

With the most painful of twists 

Help me out,  Logic

Help me out,  Heart

Take my mind and wipe it dark

Coz as the light filters through the limbs

It washes out the stars

And as sweet as the wind 

Is in...

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Also by Collin Pulmano:

Everyone Has Their Thoughts and Comments | Weapons of War | Armor |

You once asked me why I loved you

You once asked me why I loved you.

 

I didn’t know what to say.

 

Because you are kind,

like a viper, killing quickly.

 

Or because you’re wicked smart,

like a jungle cat stalking its prey.

 

Because you see me, deeply,

that much is true.

 

I didn’t know what to say,

so I didn’t say anything at all.

 

In the silence that has settled

in the years a...

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broken lovehealingreflection

Arrogance Immunity

Here comes arrogance again,

slipping into our conversation

like bacteria on a sneeze,

threatening to strangle

my humble light of being.

The challenge is to continue talking,

without letting it infect me.

My soul gives yours a wink,

understanding that compassion

is the antibody. 

# # #

https://youtu.be/z-NgDbK9N6g

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Also by Vautaw:

Fan Girl |

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Give me a country that cares

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Give me a country that cares

Give me a country that holds it's head high
Give me a country that still has some pride
But make it one that loves it's neighbour
Whether they vote Tory or Labour
No matter what the colour of their skin
Their sexual preference or building they pray in

So don't talk to me withyour patronising words
Wearing the mask of someone who cares
Don't talk to me like...

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TECHNOS

The ancients had it sussed.

Ask the three wise men whose

knowledge of the stars were

second to none, enabling their

navigation through the desert

sand, at night, and with aplomb.

As for their counterparts at sea,

who used the Astrolabe – how cool

was that. Even in more modern

times when Hi-Tec kit makes a

faltering sound, out comes the

tried and tested Astrolabe, t...

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Also by Philipos:

BULKHEADS | ROSES | SKIES | EVEN SONG | SCENTS |

CAT

Each morning as I left for work I secured the house,

Closing the windows against smoke and insects

And shutting the bedroom doors.

Our cat was scared of toms in the neighbourhood

So she stayed inside during the day

And I didn't want the bedspreads full of cat hairs.

But every evening I would find Miss Puss

Luxuriously laid out in one of the twins' rooms.

I convinced myself...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

Christmas Cake |

"ALL LIES AND JEST"

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(A repost from earlier this year.  But worth repetition.  I'll just leave it hanging here for election week)

 

"I am Boris Johnson; now my story shall be told;

I have plundered an existence, positioning myself to my advantage";

“All lies and jest”;

Still you pricks hear what you want to hear and disregard the rest,

Denying any part in Britain’s mess.

 

On the rostrum stands...

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Also by John Coopey:

COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES | THE MORE THAT IT CHANGES |

Max ordinate

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Spinning in sheets like seamstress ghosts, hands raised to holy host
Crooked hooks litter logs like lightning strikes
Insects moving in the moon lit night, watching, waiting, invading
Without pills all I hear is scathing, insect grooves shivering, shaking
Tree limbs breaking in the dark, rapid breath, raging heart
They're coming, fast as darts, through the shadows like liquid sparks
Fight, f...

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These Cages Aren’t Metaphors Anymore

A man loves freedom outside his own abode

Not quick to drink but virtues soon are lost

How fast luck moves! Escape though? ‘Twas so close

Pulled over, cuffed, he learned this liquor’s cost

Now should he leave this fearful site unscathed

He’ll prosper after papers set him free

The luck remained and helped him walk that day

Yet cells contained inmates in need of leave

Surviva...

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sonnet

A Letter to Your Grave

Mind's clouded with disbelief
Eyes raining with tears
I can't laugh

Mem'ries are vivid clear
I met you in another world,
A man-made world

Everyday waiting for the screen to light up
For you to hit me up
And talk all night long

Because we board the same boat
As we read the same book,
Fandoms never different

We board the same boat
In two diff'rent countries
Like we were in a parallel u...

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death loss friend

Panama a love story. Late 1982.

Panama Love a short story.

 

The Panama canal is about 51 miles long. Constructed to save the hazardous and longer trip around the infamous Cape Horn. Its an engineering wonder! Made by man to connect the Atlantic sea with the Pacific Ocean it was started by the French in the eighteen hundreds who gave up because of the death rate among workers, which was in the hundreds, it was finished by ...

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...After These Hours...

To the marrow of a hinge in the door looming within the spaces in my spine.

 I partake unwillingly into the silence of the thereafter; I hear them walking after these hours...

I do so.

Linger in the niche halfway of dawn predessessing names, and umbilical alliances from the severed.

The key is in the shadow and the sun.

The howl before humanity: I am somehow unasleep beneath the moo...

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Healing

The closing of the day

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We walk a steep and slippery way,

Mixing senses in synesthesia's way,

It seem as if I am a chorus in a play

 

We feel by measures hidden from the eye

Time is borrowed, days wasted, times gone by,

I walk along a steep and scattered way..

 

Winter seeps me into sleep, as my soul flies,

To the gist of an art unborrowed from time or tide;

I learn by going, where I have to...

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Also by John E Marks:

Forbidding Mourning | On the Narrow road | Love will tear us apart, again | ElPintor | Lunecliff | The Alpha and Omega | Nothing more | Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985 | The solitary rose of our breath | Bandit country | A shadow behind the sun | Suttee |

Neighbour To A Mirror

 

Let's just say we're abandoning science-fiction quests
regarding them all as poor sand-castles
shrinking from the buffetting of any day
let alone the tide they had thought to challenge.

Plain speaking might be best but think
no one seems able to get their ducks in a line
ducks more like scraps of feather and echoes of quack
unable to even trip over a lyrical line or lifeline.

Let'...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Dressed In Easy Colours |

The ledge

Sitting on the point

of a careless ledge,

gripping on for

this brute of a life,

the savage ghosts

of lasting memories

grasping and prising

the hard goat headed past,

grinding on, a moral morass

hazard lights, rabbit blinded

glued to the bloody spot,

a murderous intention,

a voiceless host.

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Also by Jon Stainsby:

Goodbye voice |

Winter and the future

The winter time - it may be cold and wet, 
But there are things which we should not forget. 
Do you enjoy trudging through the snow, 
Or rather stay inside with nowhere to go?

Of course we now have Christmas too, 
Which is a time to rejoice for me and you. 
And we prepare for the long dark nights, 
A new year begins with great delight.

And so it is now time to look ahead, 
Not with de...

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HopeSeasonsStuart VannerThe FutureWinter

At happiness headquarters

"Sadness has been busy
Innovating in its laboratory

Don’t be fooled by
Brand awareness 

We have to keep up
We’ve become complacent

Thinking that sadness
Stands still–it doesn’t 

Not even for a minute

We’re not polling well
With the under ninety-sevens

We need 
Some sort of lift"

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- - DREAM OF MINE - -

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her heart was so loving,

night was a delightful coming,

she was alive and curoius

pretending he was serious

she wanted him so much

was the truth of such,,,,

 

the same feeling rose again,

she blessed him until the end.

never will she forget,

how he touch her when they met

never in person or in the flesh,

but again and again, she felt his caress.

 

it must ...

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Also by coyote:

internet |

The Road not taken/By Robert Frost/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristosየተተወው መንገድ

 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that mor...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Hold fast to dreams/ሕልሞችህን ወድር (በላንግሰቶን ሁጌስ/ትርጉም ዓለም ኃይሉ) |

chancehesitantindecisionlifememoryroad

Beyond The Gone Crowd

Beyond The Gone Crowd

 

     There is a blind that cares for me,

A blind that rolls in the morn and then again, evening,

     The colour, no consequence, no form or

Importance as, when rolled either up, or down,

Colour changes shape and shine, shadow

Within the room where cherubs once sang, and laughed.

 

     Every morn the roll lifts itself a hope

Of life outside be...

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Also by ZTK Space:

Beyond The Gone Crowd | Above The Fluttering Butterfly |

broken

Christmas game of cat & mouse

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Twas the night

Of Christmas eve

Cheshire cat

Begs mouse

To leave

Usually I'd have

To kill

But tis the season

Of good will

 Take your chance

Run Away

Hitch a ride

On Santa's sleigh

Let me lap up

His glass

Of gin

And frighten

You

With a drunken

Grin

 

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

I-solation |

Christmas Poem

A Christmas Cat

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Cool cat sat on the cold snow.

Coal black cat, Cheshire Cat grin,

Looking up to see within.

White flakes floating down, carpeting, covering all around.

Snow can cover such a multitude of sins.

 

Cool cat sat on the white mat,

Softly he began to hum a song.

He though of his lost love long gone

Over the seas to nonsense land.

There no snow but always winter,

...

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A Krampus Wish

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legends and fables tell us of yet another Father Christmas who unlike the one we all know to be good,kind and generous is instead pure evil and is called Krampus.

Devil shaped horns

raven black stare

menacing goat lord

strength of lion

threating heartless killer

screeches death wish

 

Satanic slaves obey

hunting chosen few

selected child sacrifices

stealing their s...

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Children beware

Hole

The only way to describe it, is like a hole in a pair of jeans,

At first you ignore it, but that hole starts to get bigger.

It gets so big that you have to decide what to do.

Sew it together, close the gap, but it doesn’t sit quite right after that.

Or patch it up; cover it with another fabric.

 

From the outside it is new and clean, but underneath that hole is still there.

A ...

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If It's LOVE

I wish you would come here, stay near me - lay.

Stare at the sky. Count the stars.

Feel the feeling of love sparking up the beatless hearts.

And view, Similar kind of imaginations

displaying over our unconscious minds. 

 

Instead of assuming, each of us are being alone

in a separate situation.

In the night, let’s get lost in each others arms.

 

I wouldn’t touch if it ...

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love. lust. romance. selfishness/

You left everything burning
But the love you couldn't cling to
So this is separation anxiety 
Pushing down your tongue

I was so sick I thought you could love
Locked myself back up in my room
For you could never see me again
So on this anniversary 

I found out firefly 
Your ways are so unkindly
My heart was the casualty to your escape

So fuck your attention they were only for greed

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Spinning a yarn

Sammy was a spider,webs he loved to spin,

Constantly trapping  insects to feed his kith and kin.

Sammy had eight eyes but no neck or head,

Those eyes spotted his prey and kept him well fed.

 

One day those eyes filled with desire and led to female flaunting,

The female was much bigger than him,mating was quite daunting.

The sexual encounter Sammy did satisfyingly complete,

...

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CHARITY AND CHARITIES

As we approach the Festive Season with its public communications beseeching us to part with our money, it's reported that this country has 168,000 registered charities -we're talking £77 billion here,- with £16 billion p.a. received from government out of taxed income.  I don't think Dickens would have got away with writing about

Ebenezer Scrooge like he did if his own age known such widespread...

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Date night 1

Swallowing the A-Bomb,

I crack myself open,

I resign myself to my fate,

A Kamikaze dinner date,

All to be incensed with feeling,

Nagasaki in my stomach,

Hiroshima in my loins,

My mind is Dresden,

Coventry, Rotterdam,

Utterly annihilated,

For these motions are making me weaker,

I’m ailing Roosevelt,

You’re the man of steel,

With my heart between a hammer and s...

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It’s another failed day on Northern Rail

Northern Powerhouse 

                        on its side,

                the 8:26 to Halifax

          crawls along the platform

         like it’s watching out for snails

             searching the rails for oblivion. 

 

The train’s pace is hardly a race 

                  but it’s only minutes late,

                  not cancelled like yesterday

                   ...

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Northern PowerhouseNorthern Rail

In search of an identity......

All I see is a mist of darkness,
With nowhere to thread my feet in,
In World where there is absence of kindness,
I see a light of hope so thin.
I can’t go on; my body and my soul are giving in,
There’s no fire in belly to seek reasons for my quest,
With efforts and motivation of my kith and kin,
Now, I go along the path where the birds fly in the air so clean.
Then, I arrive at the gates o...

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#poem #poetry #emotions #deep #dark #moments

Winter Beach

Remember

The sea assaults

Of winter gales when

Towering spray sheets curl

Over the green-stripe tower

At the harbour mouth

And waves roll shoreward

Beside its jetty

Shingle crashing

Floating spume across the beach

With black stones cold shone by spray

That above the wave thrust

Hides the horizon behind its mist

As the sun shines low

On a December afternoon

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beachharbourjettyseashinglespumestormTan-y-Bwlchwaves

the wonky wheeled trolley

the wonky wheeled trolley

trails along the crooked path

in the upside down city

in the wishy washy world

 

small and tobasco red

insanity weathered

its wheels down to squares

(or maybe theyre diamonds)

 

the wonky wheeled trolley

stuck in the mud of life

cries out for help (any help)

but no one answers

 

because who would want to help

a wonky wheeled...

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Switching Internet Service Providers

You're under duress

with high levels of stress

when you change your ISP

 

And when you're off-line

you're just killing time

by watching daytime TV

 

Though in my own case

I'm loving The Chase

so it's not quite as bad as it seems

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