Beneath the veil, a vision as yet unclear. 

Eyes widen, whispers hushed as she appears, 

Head held high, assured and confident, 

Opulent, her dress stitched with extravagance, 

Look closely at how the bodice compliments her frame, 

Desirous women wish they could dress the same

 

Behold, raised veil, her beauty revealed. 

Exquisite radiance nevermore concealed. 

Alabaster...

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Mislaid for decades, I had never seen it

– the certificate they gave you the year

you finished school. Thirteen and biddable,

I doubt you had been much bother at all,

picking up quite easily the basics

prescribed for the life that lay before you.

 

Beyond the geography of small towns,

fields, and enigmatic hills, among which

your predecessors scratched out a  living

o...

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Many years ago when we traveled from California to Spain

(the trip of a lifetime!),

we bought a painting that both my husband and I liked.

I don't know why my husband liked it,

but I liked it because it showed a little dark-haired girl sitting on a step watching two boys pretend to be in a bullfight (red flag and sticks dressing up their imaginary contest).

I imagined that little gi...

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If i were free to be weak,

And for a moment to break.

i know it wont be for the first time

Trying to remove 

what seems to be a stain,

Thats a past with a lot of pain.

everything happens so fast

but i know wounds to be the last 

Mementos the body

Shares with the past.

who cares about my only

fears, tears, scars, when oddly

bravery and chivalry are a requirement.

...

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Under Bella's watchful eye, I sit alone.

I look at the ferry, come sailing home.

I take a walk around Georges Parade.

I look at 2 ice cream vans doing trade.

I think to myself, how quick 30 years fly.

As heavy looking clouds now pass by.

I watch an artist paint Edward the King.

I hear a busker... Beatles songs to sing.

A cruise liner has a well earned break.

Hundreds of ...

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Wild is the way, unclear is the day.
The seeping mottled sky passes me by
Opening before me the vista of a life:
A world of smell and sight and sound,
The portals of discovery all around,
I enter this world, this newfoundland:
The sheer vividness of colour abounds
Synaesthesia's all round visibility of sound,
Flesh and blood, heart and soul
All the half-created, half-perceived
Epipha...

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Hi Everyone,

I have produced my third collection of poetry, 'Away with Words,'  I can't seem to stop!

It's available on Amazon for £7.99 paperback, £2 on Kindle.

As with the first two, all proceeds go to the Teenage Cancer Trust.

If you buy it, I hope you enjoy it.  It is my masterpiece!

The picture captures the River Derwent in Malton, just next to the  bus station.

With love to...

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I’ll lay here still

And wait for a happy song to dawn on me

I’ll lay here with full intent and will

That it will call upon me.

A song for hope,

And a poem for good measure

Will it hold my reservation if I’m an hour late-

To the dinner I was meant to host?

Will it hold traffic for me as I cross the road?

Perhaps in the distance, I’ll know it someday soon.

Perhaps I’ll ...

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The Sallow Achieved Once All Was Lost

 

 

     I am awake, and see the light shine

 through a bland window,

   I frown and gather a yawn to sew,

and then exhale an abrupt shadow upon

  a very solitary duvet.

 

     The grit is still within my eye and,

I am not too keen to see the clocks current

   state of sentence,

     stretching, I note the odour

now incre...

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Another train one. A re-post from 2014.  You may hear the dead hand of The Man in Black.

 

I hear the train guard’s whistle

The slamming of the doors

The fireman stokes the furnace

For the haul across the moors;

The driver lets some steam off

And sees the train guard’s flag

Then gets those big wheels turning

For the Goathland Drag.

 

You’re leaning from the window

...

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Am I cursed with the extremes or blessed with a balance view 

For on a Monday I care what everybody things of me 

But by Tuesday I have no care for anyone or any of it 

For the jobs a trap. The edcuation is a serious lesson and money is what keeps me engaged with al institutions

Know I like to mention al along I said I was angel 

Have I an questionable past?  Maybe

Have I robbed ...

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I ate everything you said 

I bought what you made 

you became a voice in my head 

I followed to a point 

 

there’s an emptiness ahead 

pain in the back 

I take the vow to become 

everything myself 

 

we’re blood of another kind 

flowing through like minds 

suddenly destiny’s not so abstract 

with decades barking in the back 

 

blood of another kind 

...

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Take the second exit,

not the one which suits.

Did I not make it clear,

proceed to the route. 

 

I know which way’s best,

to complete a commute.

So, do what I ask you,

proceed to the route.

 

What is the point, when

we live in dispute.

This shouldn’t be so hard,

proceed to the route.

 

Or switch me off, 

this unwanted control.

Go on, I dare you.

...

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All these atoms they seem so new

But they must be a billion years old or two

I tried to buy one on ebay for you

I was out bid by a man from Nibiru

It was pure gold and went up his nostril

It made him feel like a true apostle

 

 

 

 

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So quiet

Evening breeze washes over me 

Honey scent hangs on me

Infinity rains down on me

Warm air caresses me

Open my eyes , your smile

Washes my tears

Gentle fingers through my hair

Hand takes my cheek

Pull my lips to cherry blossom

I quiver beneath you 

Childlike ,

Hopeless in your arms

Vacuumed against the softness

Consumed in the fire

Satiated by y...

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She had broken pieces when we met.

Some of the shards piercing her still,

revealing a disquiet of scars.

Love, the brigand that put them there.

 

When I gave her cut flowers

she had no chance of seeing

the field of understanding and tenderness

from which they came.

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Woolies

 

I’ll never part with my pasta jar

though one day the draining board rack

I will have to. They’re not family heirlooms

but Woolworths relics, I got them

with a voucher - to think there was ever

such a thing. The circular mirror

with its silver frame I bought for my bedsit room

in Aberystwyth has long gone,

and the little glass jug I used 

as a watering can...

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The colonel’s hamming up the bonhomie,

The President spits bile for all to see,

The regimental parakeet is shot,

A corporal is cleaning up the lot.

 

Stand to attention, don’t bother thinking;

Get back to the trenches, cold and stinking.

Gleaming new tanks make the battlefield shake,

Flattening its residue in their wake.

 

We’ve got more weapons, let’s pick a new toy;

...

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Au milieu d'un jardin
Parmi autant de couleur
Mon attention est captivée
Par une seule fleur

Une fleur délicate
Parmi autant d'autre
Une fleur pure et belle
Sans aucune faute

Ça c'est ce que j'ai vu
Dans un jardin infini
Ça c'est ce que j'ai cherché
Pour compléter ma vie

Pour compléter mon être
Pour rendre ma vie plus belle
Pour me faire croire au futur
Dans ce monde mortel

...

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Yes, a mandatory retirement age in Congress

I believe it's time has arrived

We will base the age on FDR's fireside chat

And if you heard the broadcast live

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Had a little drink about an hour ago
catfish on my line
push out on the raft where the river's slow
steamboat passing by
gives my such a wail like a thundering train
hat's over my eye
give another hoot like the express train
thats a two-step in ragtime

Been dreaming again I was twenty five
summer was ablaze
you wake me, shake me, see if I'm alive
what for are my days?
you can sa...

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My subconscious 

Is focused on a goal 

One which transcends this flesh 

Death is but a transformation 

But the rebirth that follows 

Is where growth lies 

Happiness found 

In the journey 

Because the destination 

Is an ending

That comes all too soon 

Ground yourself 

Take a breath

And remember the universal truth 

Of why you've taken this form 

Bound in...

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It was really exciting when I got the results of my G.C.E's,

Managed to get nine passes,my parents it did please.

My first job was at a local bank,

My mathematical skills I must thank.

Unfortunately I was sacked on my first day at H.S.B.C. in Dover.

A man asked me to check his balance,so I pushed him over !!

 

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Ion believe in friends and that's factual

I'm still growing and its a process

People come and go that's practical 

Only thing that matters is the progress 

Don't have room for no pity party

Not sorry

Niggas A' claim you then act

This is real life not Maury 

Got the results and came back

See you can trust but only partly

Call you on yo flex, cut you off,  and do it sha...

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You can say what you like about Farage

But he's achieved more in his life

Than any MP now in Parliament

Or the World and its trouble and strife.

 

Farage reminds me of Gilbert's Dick Deadeye

From the perennially popular "Pinafore"

Created to utter disquieting realities

That more fanciful minds would deplore.

 

Gilbert knew much about human nature

Targeted in his To...

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In the bubble gum 80s

I floated around

For truth

And feelings

And then she cried,

And cried out loud over and over again

Her life no holes barred

No filter “just me”,

Just be

You taught me

Just be yourself

And fuck anyone who disagrees

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A diadem of sovereignty, a symbol of royalty

made up of Unique jewel of valley surrounded by the rarest gold of Mountains 

 Waited for it's rightful place to dwell with all its treasures and troubles

After an indefinite hunt for a secular and Democrat souls

Chosen the queen of peninsula and set its heart on hers

The diadem added beauty to the queen and to the land it added fortunes

...

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Let the melodious song

of the numerous creatures

that reside here with us along,

in the lands and the skies

guide our light feet.

 

Step forward,

and bathe in the light of the sun.

As she blesses our love

and ignites our skins and soul.

In this bittersweet moment, 

tinged sour by all that could have been,

should have been ours,

let us surrender our hearts

...

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Down in the depths of this despair

A place of which I wasn’t aware

But now I’m here, and you’re out there

We’re poles apart, and you don’t care

 

Up in the clouds of happiness

Is where I prefer to exist

I had no room for a darker life

I always tried to resist

Yes I always tried to resist

 

It wasn’t always like this

It used to be so good

It wasn’t always like...

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it's 12 degrees
and the marrow cools:

we catch  --
breaths hitched
 to a cataclysmic gait
a crooked pace:
all-damned 
while you wait

god's sticky magazines 
pages pregnant 
with guilt
regret
the ilk of resplendent idleness
of abandonment
in this blind-eye of a city, turned 
to rot, mitotic
never-ending 
a car crash of ashamed sex
but it's just too good 
to be any other way .

...

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Thousands of holidaymakers found themselves trapped on the Greek island of Rhodes as wild fires started by the extreme hot weather took hold causing many to abandon the island.

Factor seven basking toned tan

Record high temperatures

Sleepless in Rhodes danger lurks

Red flamed toenails

Ash covered bikinis speedos black

Multi-coloured T-shirts frown

Seizing suitcases desperate r...

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he me called beautiful or so I think.

 

what could truly be beautiful about me? 

the scars on my legs,

face or chin? 

 

My uneven hips, 

my bow legs? 

 

or maybe it was in the heat of the moment, 

I gave him my lips and 

he pounced. 

 

he tasted the sweet nectar we call saliva 

And made it his home. 

 

his rent was due to stay in my arms  

So he u...

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In various hutches pods and cages

her poultry world

a commitment based on egg production

in the scuffling shuffling universe

of confined resentment and sensed rages. 

 

Opening her arms feathers fly out,

a confetti confession of love

oblivious to smell of ordure, urine

while her daughter follows in hot pursuit

 

naming not blaming the curious rats

racing and cha...

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He said it once

Never again

Now it's like a seance

To contact her man

Spirits appear

As soon as she speaks

A future so bright

Turning so bleak

Can she break the ice

Dropped into his whiskey?

Or call on the departed

(Far less risky)

Does he love her?

Yes-No-Yes

Definitely maybe

She'll just have to guess

So she raises a glass

Time for a toast

Her...

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Deeper than even the wood pigeon’s gloom, 
and always arriving just too late, 
in light less than a shuttered room, 
our other lives still wait. 

They wait for all that might have been 
had we but turned the other way. 
They have looked into the years and seen 
the emptiness of their days. 

Between the second glance and the first, 
though now uncertain of their names, 
they gather on...

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Singularity -kishore karunik   I wanted you while the Singularity existed So even after the Big Bang, you still think about me. How far are you materially? Very close in consciousness, beside Nuclear synthesis then occurs. After that, stars, galaxies and many more Your smiling face is like plasma on the horizon Walking the shadow less path in t...

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Some days he scours the Channel in his boat,

binoculars scanning for hapless migrants

in leaking dinghies; or sits atop

Dover’s white cliffs, keeping sentry

on Britain’s behalf; or barges into

budget hotels, hunting down those

who have evaded his dragnet;

or wipes away the occasional

milkshake, like seagull poo, that has

landed as if from the sky on his jacket.

 

B...

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Everyone’s asleep

But me.

I’m branching out.

The possibilities drone on

Like a tedious speaker

Killing the conference vibe.

Bifurcating and swearing

At my selves,

I duplicate Fs into infinite exasperation.

Thoughts are fungal threads,

Blackening nice wallpaper and

The clean insides of my eyelids.

Every dimension lives -

Peeled and paired,

Sliced and sta...

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The young beeches have finally
Surrendered their winter leaves
To the midsummer breezes.

Will the wind not strip me
Of my own dead thoughts?

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My ear's brief deafened state I am sorry till I stay awake, unanswered call as your presence in my dream is a way 

In slumber's arms, we softly lay, Time slipped by, a dreamlike sway. As dawn unveiled the morning skies, Your call arrived, a sweet surprise.

In dreams, we wandered far and wide, Our souls entwined, side by side. Forgive me, dear, for moments missed, Yet, in my thoughts, you sti...

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They said she couldn’t

And so, she did!

She up and floated 

Taking colours

From the rainbow

 

Leaving a starlit trail

So bright

Even the moon

Questioned

Her iridescent

Glow

 

She filled her world

With butterflies

Leaving a rose petal

Path behind her

Her world was replete

With beauty

 

No man

Woman

Or child

Could catch her

 

...

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As a rugby league fan, there are many tales I relish of the great game,
but none are as remarkable as that of the little lad who ignored the critics to fulfil his lifelong dream.

In a northern city not too long ago, Malachi Middlemound,
all five-foot two of him, harboured a secret ambition – to play rugby for his hometown.
But notorious braggart, ‘Bruiser’ Bill Billycan, would laugh, saying ...

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Trapped in this 
claustrophobic body
as it ages
plummeting towards inevitability
all youthful thoughts 
of immortality thrown aside
by reality
where did life go
when did life go
a speeding train that makes me move more slowly 
the longer the journey takes
sometimes at a snail’s pace
towards a final stop where I get off 
and out 
and gone
forever

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SHUT the fusion modulator
& PLUG into schizophrenic circuits
surrounding loops of drowning sound
        & climb \\ exiting the fire escape
                    of the spinal staircase where
six pomegranate chambers exist behind six doors
    on six floors of the unexplored skyscraper mind

elevator on the ground floor
of Maslow's pyramid reads
            out of order
font formed in tri...

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once stood a great warrior

of malice and pride

with no battle too bloody

for his hungering eyes 

 

his blade, sharp and stained

stood tall at his side

left in its wake

only dead men would lie

 

then, in the distance 

that red, setting sun

gave a glimpse to the man

of the deeds he had done

 

the crimson and black

was all he could see

he saw not the...

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I, poet, may write of love

and in that moment feel

a meaning clear:

yet my soul knows love

my hand will never pen

 

You, reader, read that word

and think to know my mind  

 

              I say you cannot know the love

my heart placed behind that word, only

your sense of the love you thought you saw

 

The poet can never truly speak

and have his reader k...

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The Media

 

We are depressed and oppressed by a relentless media.

Endless conflicting reports which are attempts at disinformation.

It is easy to become seduced by their messages.

Few if any report good news to gladden our hearts.

They are the harbingers of woe.

They rejoice in misery, calamity and are the voices of doom.

In their work I see a daily intake of grammatical an...

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Rent a Gob Fartage, please quit ballooning, we have had enough,

Of your complaining that your bank’s given you the old ho-heave,                                                                                        

So why don’t you (in short sharp jerky movements) just bloody well bugger right off,

Your best ever promise was, if Brexit was a failure, the UK you would leave,

So sod r...

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Counselling for admission to branches of engineering

hopeful youngsters - with dreams but not score

giving their dreams a whiff of air to stay afloat

till the gravity of reality pulls them down some more.

 

The day goes doing this, interspersed with teaching

where I see the students who are last year’s crop

they were there last year - in the counselling room

like the ones t...

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a global race is a global race against time
the hands of time is the race against time
god is the hands of time
god is the hands of race against time
time is in the hands of god
time is in the hands of a global race
god is a race against the hands of time

time race against religion
religion race against religion
religion is a aftermath of a religion
a aftermath is a global aftermath
a...

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