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Stockport WoL March 2023 Collage Poem: 'Secret Code'

A trawl of brawling sailors drown

            The captain’s thundercloud

A writer’s hat that lights

            Up in the dark

The flash of a photographer’s eyes

The eternal exhibition of white walls

 

Lines of lamplights on the edge of a field

            Stand vigil for sodden sheep

Seven seconds after hours

            Too many ghost faces

Prayers in eternity ...

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March 2021 Collage Poem: Velvet Saboteurs

Change rooms, change behaviour, change times.
Change partners, change parents, change poetic style.

The diary under my bed reveals truth but I still ebb away before your eyes
From the shadows she whispered,
Power proliferates, changing buses, changing lives,
Running away from somebody else’s husband

Profiteroles? I love profiteroles said Chaucer but I can't spell it.

Asking myself wha...

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March Lockdown Collage Poem

Dreading the task of a thousand spots
Lost worlds now more than just regrets or soiled paths not taken
Walking through life with coke, crack, and endless possibilities.

In the amber of panic a book of hauntology is born
The biggest April fools prank ever

Miniature portraits of a poetic diaspora under curfew still deliver haunting lines

Gaining a better view at the edge of the world
Ta...

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March 2020 Collage Poem: There’s a Rumour Going Round that Street

Righteous and correct, the clown wilts

Rumour has it I saw someone in costume

From a magazine advertising hard goods.

 

It’s left my heads in bolts and screwed up.

 

Unlock my imagination.

 

No you can’t have a pancake: it’s Saturday!

 

Run your fingers through the rubble

At the altar of vengeance

 

Rumour has it, God is forgotten and pancakes need Nutella.

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March 2019 Collage Poem - 'In the Wardrobe'

Silence, echoes, look at the colours

And Distant Distractions

Minks and stoles all of this reminds me of you

 

Silver hunter's knife

Overseer left mute

Soiled aliens desperate in Heaton Moor

Park stumble on a Mel

Brooks look-a-like

 

Inside the man bag, inside the wardrobe

Inside the mind, a voice, a naked voice

Lost in the wardrobe, he looked for 

Dead bodie...

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Winter Town

This is my vision of a certain cast of English village (not so much in springtime).

Winter Town

 

March winds stir listless eddies,

fluke in tired gusts over thin pools,

flare through fields of stubble

then flag, exhausted, sour and wheezing

from the blowing day;

coughing, rubbing arthritic fingers,

cold as a church bell sounds the hours.

 

Spring will be late this...

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March

Two months of getting nowhere fast
Of being mired in mud;
In need of respite
In need of hope
 
Then,
In the furthest corner of my right eye
Out on the flank
I see something gleaming;
A glimpse of something bold
With a whisper of promise
And a whiff of sweat and steel
 
March is striding in
Bringing a fresh strong arm
A sharper blade
A stronger shield
 
And with his ...

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Exile - March Collage Poem

 
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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