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To Have Loved

Shimmering lights dance in her eyes

Shimmering lights cannot dispel

Like the fire inside my soul

A cold darkness that grasps at my soul

A velvet touch cannot disguise

Persistent beeps, and sanitised smells

Two hearts that yearn to be whole

Infesting a heart that I stole

 

Beneath the fabric of power and love

Unfaltering floors with a sinister gleam

Sensations fulfi...

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Derek

This poem is deeply personal to me and is about my time I spent as a crisis worker helping people who were experiencing mental health emergencies or attempts of suicide. The subject of this poem is suicide; please know that its contents could be triggering. If you or someone you know and love are experiencing suicidal thoughts or need to reach out, please don't hesitate to talk to someone. You are...

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I Am Poetry

I am the hunter of whispers.
I am the gatherer of brothers and sisters.  

I am wind beneath wings, soaring in a summer sky. 
I am the chiseled smile. 

I am sparkles on snow.
I am a symphonic echo.

I am the horns and halo.
I am afterglow.

I am the you everyone wants to know.
I am everywhere you go. 

I am the aha of heartbreak.
I am gamma rays beaming through dark days.

I am ...

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You

Life

Life is

Life is pure

Life is pure torture

Life is pure torture with you 

Love

Love is

Love is freedom

Love is freedom denied

Love is freedom denied by you 

Hope

Hope is

Hope is eternal

Hope is eternally gone

Hope is eternally gone in you 

Death 

Death is

Death is coming

Death is coming fast

Death is coming fast for you.

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Messiah Of The Fields

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Messiah Of The Fields

 

They left me hanging on a cross

The saviour of the summer crops

Just rag and straw so no great loss

My blood is in the wheat and hops

 

I faced the black and vicious hoard

Their coal cruel eyes and sharpened beaks

I am the ragged overlord

Who scares the crow yet never speaks

 

They pray to me to save their soils

From dark boned devils ...

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The Omnipresent Threat Of Death

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Society is lost,

Consciousness is gone,

They have rejected their spirits,

It didn't take very long,

Electronically connected,

Yet physically farther than ever,

People don't want to face themselves,

It's a thought they dread to endeavor,

The clock is ticking,

Just take a deep breath,

Your losing your mortality,

The omnipresent threat of death,

Materialistic clyde...

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A message to God and my Nan

You left nothing but your last breath that I cherish and hold dear

But tell me how I’m supposed to breathe when you’re not here 

I’m constantly living in fear

The person who loved me the most just gone

But I can still hear her calling 

I still hear her song

Everybody says life is too short but I think it’s too long

I don’t know if I’m going to see her again though I need her n...

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31 THOUSAND THOUGHTS AND COUNTING

Our total deaths have  ballooned since  I wrote this and it was reported over and over on the news that sober total deaths of 31,000.. At first during lock down I felt quite prepared isolation isn't new for me   but after learning all your life to get out then  being pushed back inside  all thoes early feelings resurface    again.

All information
Was inflammation
Arriving later than a British...

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The Endless Brawl

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PTSD Pt 2

The Endless Brawl

 

I had to go to Thetford to get a trooper from a cell

He was locked up there for fighting; he was mad as hell

He decided he’d go AWOL; that is absent without leave

He told a little porky, and everyone was deceived

 

He had a special skill that made most folks believe

But almost everything he said was simply make-believe

A Walter Mitty type...

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To The Saint Of Lost Causes

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To The Saint Of Lost Causes

 

Melancholy Monday

Brown sugar blues

In the same vein

As your father

 

But you never made it

Across the river

To the other side

 

When you combine

The names of flawed giants

Who have fallen by the wayside

More than once

There is a grim

Divination

 

You leave us

Those sweet moments

From the Tennessee sun

To ...

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A Life in a Kiss.

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 Life in a Kiss.

 

Sugar-sweet kisses on a bald baby’s crown,

all-comers love you raising dull frowns,

cheek peck kiss... hello my mum,

spit out that dodo, cuddles from gran,

a lift to school in dad’s meat van.

Ta-ra son... his coat smells of lamb,

won’t be a butcher, an also ran.

Bike shed babes’ promises

two-timed in two- tone

a huge let down.

Lend an ear to M...

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Wild

Smiles, flowers, rainbows.

Dried tears. 

Your ghost is here,

alleviating fears. 

A good day, 

crushing brimstone, 

in this wild, 

parallel life. 

 

https://youtu.be/m2OFxeg4spU

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We've Never Had Water Here Anyway

As originally published with Clay Literary's Raven: https://www.clayliterary.com/post/design-a-stunning-blog

 

‘Neath the blistering heat, California poppies cast

themselves to the hillside sun as wayward children

 

start to lose their breath, as you now fight for yours,

running to chase the summer blues away.

 

The young and old all begin to fail; heatwaves

take the lun...

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Shadows

Shadows of a face I see

Pain oozing beyond every pore

Blissful smells

mocking empty arms

Worthless words that shatter my core

 

Shadows reflect in the mirror for me

Dust resting in places not seen

Unnoticed stains

Caress faded floors

Memories blurring from what could have been 

 

Shadows saturate the world that I see

Dying embers of defeated hope 

Tainted ...

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Cancer

Cancer ©

Cancer you came into our lives once before when you took my grandfather to his final resting place,
We only had a short time to spend with him, and it was hard to look him in his face,
My mama used to cry a lot; regrets, fears, and meaningful words, how hard it was for her to comprehend,
All she wanted was a few more years, without the hurt, pain, and overflow of tears,
The family ...

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Dog Day

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Dog Day

 

The day was hot

Hot and humid

Stretching out

Into a dog day afternoon

 

The boy was young

Young and stupid

Stretching out

Beneath the furnace sun

 

The tarn was cold

Cold and ruthless

Stretching out

Along the sunny banks

 

The swim was exhilarating

Exhilarating and cooling

Stretching out

And heading for the shore

 

The tar...

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The Passing of time.

A poet and friend of mine inspired me to write this piece by his beautiful poem ‘Days Defined.’   About Cancer and the NHS.

I dedicate this to ‘I’m not a poet’ and the NHS.  

 

The Passing of time.

 

Treat your family, lovers, friends, shop keepers, strangers as if today was their last day. For tomorrow it may be, for sure for some, it will be.

When we treat our partners and love...

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Living in a wasteland

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Decades have passed.

The world has changed,

along with its people.

 

It no longer brings joy to my heart,

as it did in my time.

All because of them.

 

What happened to the days,

when the only thing one could do during a lovely day

was to step out the front door and pamper one's self

with the five senses that Mother Nature had provided?

 

But n...

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The thought of death

I first met him in my tears

he was disguised as late nights and hormones

he said he'd never return 

he was not for me 

but even with this promise i lay in fear

but the next day he returned 

the sunlight refused to let him diguise himself as he did the previous night

he snuck up on me 

whispered everything i feared 

told me he could end it all

and then he slowly took o...

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The thought of death

I first met him in my tears

he was disguised as late nights and hormones

he said he'd never return 

he was not for me 

but even with this promise i lay in fear

but the next day he returned 

the sunlight refused to let him diguise himself as he did the previous night

he snuck up on me 

whispered everything i feared 

told me he could end it all

and then he slowly took o...

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A Confession

A confession

 

In the moonlit dreamtime as the 

Warblers rest and stars kiss the midnight sky

I want to die

 

As the sun rises flirting seductively with

The horizon and cotton candy clouds

Tiptoe across the dawn

I want to die

 

In nameless parties with empty faces 

And monsters growing with every sip of

Poison they ingest 

I want to die

 

Within warm...

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The best poem never written

The following is in reply to a private message to a fellow poet this morning who ending by saying...

 

..."I don't even know what poetry is! I just write the words in my head as I reflect on a life spent/misspent"...

 

Haha!

######  I do exactly that.

In fact, I have written a few poems here that do say just that... Life is poetry mate.

Some of it is hard and challenging. WOL ...

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What Lies Above And Below Us

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Far above us

The sky bursts into colours-

Blue, purple, grey, orange,

With red and all the hues in its range.

 

Miles beneath our feet

Are secrets buried,

Arcane and deep.

Their ampoules once known to everybody.

 

What goes overhead

Suffuses stars and their milky shells.

The departure from earth melancholic but serene,

Leaves behind shimmering trails that spe...

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If The Flames

If the flames

do not turn your bones into ash

your bones will rot

deep in the ground

but only for Them

for You’ll come around

and as They’re carving into stone

You may walk again

through countless fields

and endless roads

They will remember you

for only a blink

of the Universe’s Eye

but the fields and roads

shall know You

for all Eternity

 

 

I...

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Independence Day

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Independence Day

 

At first they said ‘infect the herd’

but experts told us ‘that’s absurd,

you will cause deaths in the old.

What sort of shepherd risks the fold?’

So they put the cattle in the pen

only to be let out when

the time was right, or so they said,

they didn’t want their people dead.

The woolybacks baa’d and the daft cows moo’d

And farmer Boris calculate...

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The Last Goodbye

Resting his knee,
he holds his face
to bury his sobs
as she is laid to rest

We hold hands
as I gently squeeze
knowing too well 
this may be our last embrace

Feeling his warmth,
his mighty strong hands,
he held us together 
when she left this land

It’s only one slip away 
before you’re gone too soon

On the drive home, 
our last goodbye became true

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FATE

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The greatest things in life cannot be seen,

Like happiness, love and serenity,

Anger, malice, wrath and rage,

I'm sick of these feelings as I grow with age,

There's more to life than being locked up,

Slamming dope and running amuck,

Looking over my shoulders the paranoia doesn't stop,

The fun is all gone and the streets are too hot,

Life on the run has turn into a drag,

...

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Chocolate Tree

There once stood a chocolate tree, a bearer of desires. 

Its leaves melted when it inhaled passion.

Its fruits of fire

Set ablaze lands, verdant and barren.

Its bark was festooned in ribbons

Of rich gold and smooth caramel. 

Like Midas' touch, gluttony abundant,

The tree was nothing short of magical.

I basked in the shadow of the canopy

Atop the chocolate capped grass bl...

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Annihilator

I am

all nine deaths

of

the anti cat

do not

curse me

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Enough Is Enough

How many times do I have to kill you

as you run across the floor, damn you,

trying to frighten me with your creepy

crawly legs all working a magic and

carrying my pounding heart on your

little body suspended above the ground

taunting me, well my friend, I won’t

play your game anymore, I will not

kill you this time but let you run free

for you are free to run forever. Now...

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The Truth Of Colour

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The Truth Of Colour

 

The colour of humanity

Is not white skin

Or black skin

Not brown skin

Or yellow skin

 

It is the red blood

Of a beating heart

 

A blue shield

Is not the colour of humanity

When it takes a life

 

And all the greys

of muddled opinions

cannot change the truth

 

that a man could not breathe

because his skin colour

was...

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NHS Reform

As Homo Sapiens crushed the

Neanderthals so robots have got our

Measure its a matter of time before the

Take-over then no more humans

No death those endless crude

Diseases a

Historical blip and naturally

No health means no NHS

Imagine the savings!

Just an on/off switch where the

Mouth was no

Stone Age ventilators or

Expensive buggering about in

Intensive care...

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The Living Room -A deep sea affair- (Please don’t drown)

It has been two years today
Since I have had a fight with my then girlfriend
And, crying bitterly, I entered the living room
Replied to my father’s concerns
And let him know his daughter was dating a girl.
No wonder he hasn’t spoken to me since.

But, this poem isn’t about me
And nor is it about a cousin sister of mine
Whose phone was found in the living room
Full with smuts and gay storie...

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Kneel

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Kneel

 

I saw a young man kneel today

He hung his head as if to pray

But he would take a life away

To honour and protect they say

 

Another black man has to die

Before the country questions why

They let enforcers kill and lie

and let another mother cry

 

Fear and hate mix with malice

A city faces the abyss

A cocktail of vinegar and piss

On the streets o...

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Death (XIII)

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Death (XIII)

 

My entrance on a pale horse

Raising the black standard with white rose

Is anathema to most

 

These bones are survivors

Of the battle between

The worlds of living and dead

 

This black armour

From the land of eternal sleep

Is unsurmountable

 

Before me

The clergy, kings and peasants

Fall beneath my hooves

 

When she flips me over

...

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The Raging Heart

The very machine that gives life
could easily take mine away

The piercing from exhaustion 
punctures my living, my breathing
Every bodily function is affected
as I reach my hand towards the pulsing and thumping 
racing through my chest

I don’t want this to be how I end
I can’t let my kids see their mother this way
I hold on tight to life as I feel my chest tightening 

I sit, 
I br...

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Oh! Death where is your sting?

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Oh! Death where is your sting?

 

I have no fear of death

It’s death who doth fear me

For I am invincible

The Reaper can foresee

 

The day he comes to rip my soul

from this mortal coil

His efforts will all fall in vain

then again he will recall

 

Oh! dear death you have no hold

no fear in me resides,

you’ll return again, alone,

I’ll be not by your side

...

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RIP Poppy

My house is so full of empty spaces

where you used to eat, sleep and be

My days are now full of silence

because you are not here with me

 

My thoughts are full of worry

was it too soon to say goodbye

My eyes are still full of tears

I hope you didn't see me cry

 

My body is full of loneliness

you were my companion to the end

My memory is full of good times

sha...

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Life Is A Slow Death (God Please Help Me)

I can't take it,

I'm only asking,

Please Lord help me,

I'm tired of relapsing,

Over and over,

My veins are collapsing,

I know you hear me,

I'm sorry for babbling,

I don't understand,

Why this keeps happening,

I'm covering the pain,

It's so everlasting,

The hurt burns deep,

It never stops dragging,

Life is a slow death,

It's truly a sad thing,

My hand...

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Taking Stock

Lock-down's the best thing that

Ever happened to me.

No more mad commutes or

Pen-pushing, watching the clock

Among people I hate.

Out of the

Mindless hurly-burly with its

Endless fugues of anxiety I'm free

To take stock and

Think about my life

 

The humdrum marriage

Malevolent in-laws

A defunct love-life

Three ungrateful kids

The money I squandered

A...

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Renee By A Thread

Audio reading: https://soundcloud.com/tomalexwrite/renee-by-a-thread

 

Down the corridor, comes a scream
Was it physical pain
or the horror of finally learning
the way this game is turning
They took your clothes
gave you a gown
there was nothing to do but lay right down
Now, the machine breathes
for you
hung by a thread and leaving soon

Faint flashes behind tired eyelids
recalle...

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breeze

You’re standing still at the top of a hill, the breeze gradually increasing, staring intently at he picturesque view of the voracious desert terrain that could ultimately devour you with a single touch. the breeze has been blowing, constantly blowing for many months, you forget what it was like to have still, calm air around you. But the breeze is picking up, you start shaking, not because of the ...

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I Died Yesterday...

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I died yesterday

With a pen in one hand and a diary in the other. 

The latter's pages were inlaid 

With prints of my curry stained fingers, 

And splotches of tea, 

And smudges of ink, 

And spools of memories,

And streams of ridiculous cravings. 

I fashioned the contents with the loose threads 

I'd been stockpiling since forever. 

Vibrant, prismatic, but half-completed...

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Wildflower Wishes

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Bury me in a blanket of wildflowers,

nutured by morning dew,

 

where lilacs perfume the air,

jasmine lights up the night,

wind and rain serenade gardenias,

delicate roses are protected by bushy thorns,

forget-me-nots bloom...

 

where dandelion wishes

brings me back to you.

https://youtu.be/YQ8n_Esop5I

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spirit and sanity

Since I cannot sense a name for God

power will stutter out of my mouth

In the old days it was the Village Church

Rich with Stain Glass Hypocrisy and Sin

In the middle it was a wasteland, dead

Then I saw God and everything changed

 

Spirit stood on my shoulder and held me

Angels came in plain clothes to erase me

No-one left even though I tried to kill me

In the attire ...

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Out Of The Backwoods

He'd killed mountain lions and elks

Survived years of snow and ice in the hills

Made a living by trapping and fishing

Yet somehow managed to pay his bills

 

He died in his bed like a sister of mercy

As we all do, he softly ran out of breath

We'd all imagined him facing a violent end

Some gruesome and horrible death

 

Down from the mountains he came one spring

Unabl...

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The Next War Is Here

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The Next War Is Here

 

Out there, we walked quite friendly up to death,

Sat down and ate beside him, cool and bland,

Asked of his health and shook him by the hand.

Recoiled in horror at his fetid breath.

Before the world went crazy, he was there,

We treated him as though he was a fly

Who we could swat away - and never die.

We were invincible, without a care.

 

Now ...

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the send-off

the fragrance of flowers 

gently touched 

by the cemetery breeze

celebrate the silence 

of life being released

 

the colors of nature

gather around 

that piece of earth

cradling every moment

of time since birth

 

dark figures fade out

with memories 

replaying in their heads

as the day ends, yet again

death is fed

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Acknowledgments

I accept that they may feel lonely

The constant reminder from the media that they are isolated

Alone in their puddle of thoughts

Suddenly drowning in their echoes of silence

 

Against all odds I am managing just fine

A stream of thoughts flowing all day

Nothing to block my mind from floating away

Not today, anyway

 

My thoughts are not all positive

I am unbalanced ...

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Grief

Wave after wave of grief washed over me,
sadness so profound 
the world seemed desolate and forlorn,
like being exposed to the stinging rain 
and blistering wind
on wave crests at the height of a storm

Between bleak crests were moments
of consolation offered by caring friends, 
or comforting memories,
perhaps a joke to soften the pain, 
like valleys between waves 
give some respite 
...

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