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The Tracks Of My Years

The Tracks Of My Years

 

We sat cross legged in summer dusk

A smoky haze passing through

Admired artwork airbrushed

In fantastic swirls of colour

Reading words in synchronised

Staccato with the music

Flowing from the stereo

 

Simpler times

Longer hair

No aching joints

 

I wish we could do that again

But friends disappear like exhaled smoke

And some a...

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Jubilee

Jubilee

 

A step across the great divide

From this side to the other side

A cautious step, a careful stride

Centuries long and twice as wide.

 

Carefully place your stumbling feet

There’s caterpillars in the street

ghost butterflies with ‘nowt to eat

a life to live and death to cheat

 

TV screens in shop windows

Relay the parties and the woes

Resentment in...

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Red Flag Blues

Red Flag Blues

 

Through a rose tinted haze

That barely warms my heart

Comes a lukewarm reaction

That tears my beliefs apart

Nothing to vote for

No contradictory views

Politically impotent

Red flag blues

 

Insipid humility

Nothing new to say

Trading in ineffectiveness

Another grey day

Gets rid of opposition

Spectral on the news

leading blind acoly...

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The Battle Of Holbeck Moor

The Battle Of Holbeck Moor

 

The day the Fascists came to Leeds

And faced the Yorkshire grit

Of local folk who travelled there

From every mill and pit

To face them down on Holbeck Moor

and still their twisted tongue.

That day a famous battle would be fought

And would be won.

 

The Leylands had been daubed in paint

Swastikas and the like

But in the pubs and fa...

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