We know you want Jeremy Corbyn

but we don’t give a shit,

you must have one of us instead

so we’ve chosen Owen Smith.

We acted unconstitutionally

but that don’t really matter

as we care not for democracy

and we’re learning all the patter,

using double-speak in the press

because they’re all on our side.

The Tories don’t want Corbyn,

in fact, they’re terrified.

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Scarcely have I thought to act in good time,

Challenging for me to remember things.

All that information lost from my prime,

Trust my memory to glide off on wings!

Those commodities I forgot to buy

Especially at supermarket stores,

Reaching home without them making me sigh

Because I have to go straight back outdoors.

Reality check comes when I appear

At venues having lef...

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A snurdle-urdle-urdle

Is walking up my path,

He’s ringing on my doorbell

And asking for a bath.

I don’t know how much water

This strange creature may use.

I offer two fluffy towels

Enabling him to choose.

He cheerfully takes them both,

And turns on both the taps.

Uncertainly, I leave him,

He should be fine – perhaps!

Ten minutes have now gone by,

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We already have control of our borders

But if the vote Brexit wins

how much control do you suppose

we will have on that one in Calais

when French authorities send them all

through the tunnel or across the Channel?

Why would they wish to cooperate

with a country leaving the EU?

 Why would they want a camp

of desperate people on their border?

And while we’re about ...

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British folk deserve

better than sovereignty

under Tory rule.

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the taste of his lips

savoured on her tongue, she waits

with seductive eyes.

her nakedness lures,

striving for satisfaction

his release is sweet.

she wants to cry out

“too fast!  too sudden!  slow down!”

yet fakes her pleasure.

was that it? she thinks,

he yawns, farts and turns over

soon starting to snore.

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tear away my resistance

my silent barricades

rip away my tight control

steal my heart away

peel me of my inhibitions

free me of my clothes

lick my body into life

forsaken for too long

drive away negativity

let us be as one

steer me on to ecstasy

 i want to love again

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years considering

her as my daughter-in-law

now it's official.

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IN A WHIRL

Circling on the ground

hawthorn petals brown and white

a mini whirlwind.

GRASSY BANKS

Platinum petals

tips tinged pink, small golden heart

daisy growing wild.

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you left the door open

so you said

for me

to find my way back

a way back

to a life with you

manipulation

humiliation

culminating

in your fists

 the final

degradation

I closed the door

to my heart

therefore

you must close

that rectangular

block of wood

because

you don’t have a heart

I can recognise

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I sleep

fantasies loom

subconsciousness cuts in

restorative night time pleasure

to dream

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patchy pink pavements

flowers dropped from chestnut trees

crimson avenue

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Innocent sanctioned

dodgy work care assessments

propaganda worked.

Life keeping funds cut

Tory manipulation

population fooled.

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The sweetly scented lilac bush,

those purple iris heads,

blue flowering ceanothus

among pink heather beds.

Sitting in a public garden

gazing out at the blooms,

reflecting past relationships,

we sang in different tunes.

Some wanted different things in life

or were, for me, just wrong

I was yet to find my soul mate

until you came along

From recent t...

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you always wanted more

much more than I could give

more than was reasonable

more than seemed right.

you always wanted more.

you wanted the moon

the stars in the sky

the heart and the soul

of the universe

you always wanted more.

these are the words

you said to me

but none of them are true

I only wanted you

to love me.

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bird song in the air

sunshines kisses my shoulders

flora comes to life.

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IDS is a liar,

Boris is a clown,

Cameron’s a hypocrite

and Gove just gets me down.

They’re bickering on the EU

with many an absurd claim,

they’re ruining our country

and giving Europe the blame.

Hunt should have a capital ‘C’,

Nicky Morgan is a dunce.

Can I vote out of Westminster?

And find sanity for once?

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forget-me-nots skirt

towering Dawn Redwood tree

and cherry blossom

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sparrows taking baths

puffed out feathers downy coats

droplets shaken free.

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Sun drops low in sky

velvet petals slowly close

until tomorrow

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spring flowers glisten

droplets from yesterday’s rain

a fresh beginning

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Is there no real truth?

Or are there just

different versions of facts

depending on

points of view?

Or is this just an excuse

for those

who will not see?

Those

who do not wish

to recognise

the truth?

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Now, I’m rather partial to clementines, I find their tang quite tasty,

but stores now call them ‘easy peelers’ so I can’t shop too hasty.

They do the same thing with satsumas so I once bought them instead.

What do they think they are playing at? They’re messing with my head!

So rather than study fruit bags or risk being their easy target,

next time I want clementines I’ll go ask for...

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will welfare victims

wait for justice as long as

twenty-seven years?

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Many times have I watched

a big red sun

as it slowly sets on the horizon

but never before had I seen

a big red moon

until the night we stayed awake

lying in bed

gazing through open curtains

till 3.30

in awe

at the magic

and as we watched

no telescopes necessary

the eclipse reach totality

we saw the moon

become a

spectacular red sphere

a ...

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in shadows of darkness

drifting

into subconscious

aimlessly

finding my way

i dip in and out

as

hazy images transpire

i am

floating on the outskirts

as

dreamland beckons

soon

i shall succumb

as always

into that vivid

delicious

world of visions

.......

and improbabilities.

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Britain just suffered

loss of national treasure

Victoria Wood.

Singer, musician

beloved comedienne

all-round performer.

She wrote and acted

sketch shows, stand-up and sit-coms.

May she rest in peace.

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I walk among trees

carpets of verdant sapphire

delicate fragrance.

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Look who's on TV

Yikes! it's Michael Portillo

Where’s my sunglasses?

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Refugees were helped,

recognised in years gone by,

now slurred as migrants. 

Desperate people,

risking life and limb at sea,

flee terror of bombs. 

Western hearts hardened,

it took a small boy’s body

washed up on the shore. 

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haphazard thoughts roam

unheeded against my will

across restless mind

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coral lined heavens.

invisible aeroplanes

create pink contrails

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red sun horizon

tranquillity thus defined

sea accepts descent

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The Icelandic PM had to resign,

his people knew just who to blame.

Is it that the British are so benign

or Cameron that has no shame?

Or is it our press that chooses to cheat,

refusing to report the signs

of the demonstration at Downing Street

that continues ’til he resigns.

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Recall Jimmy Carr?

PM publicly shamed him

At least he paid up.

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Well, apparently we are all in this together

so let’s all fill in our tax returns

with “this is a private matter”

and direct the response to Cameron.

After all, he thought it would work for him.

Let’s cause his world to shatter!

After the omnishambles of the budget

where the chancellor thought it fair

for the sick and disabled to fund tax cuts

for many a millionaire...

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We all pay out for their second homes,

we pay their electric bills,

even Osborne’s horse paddock

and any number of frills.

We paid for Miller’s parents’ house,

for Duncan Smith’s underwear,

for his 39 pound breakfast

and they preach to us of ‘fair’!

We subsidise their consumption

at restaurant and bar

while some of us are hungry,

our money don’t go far.

Irr...

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Greet the early spring

March winds and April showers

and hey, both at once.

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Judging by the length

of TV news at Easter

less happened on earth.

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Oh no, not him again!

She places the cappuccino on the counter

and accepts the woman’s correct money

with a distracted smile. 

It is Monday morning after an eventful weekend

that was both ecstatic and disastrous

in equal measures

and now here was the reason in her queue waiting to be served. 

She would have got her assistant to serve him

but had just sent her on her brea...

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She wakes at 1 p.m.

Sunlight peeps through unfamiliar curtains,

barely recognising her surroundings, her memory returns with a bang;

of course!

Those passions, those revelations, those –

she starts up to find herself achingly alone

but on his pillow she espies a note:

Sorry

Had to dash

X

Deflated, she inwardly chides her reckless behaviour.

Oh why had she...

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His piercing blue eyes and chiselled features

must be ignored at all cost

along with that dimple in his chin

and those impossibly long lashes. 

Equally impossible –

that thick, blonde hair which she couldn’t ever imagine

herself wanting to run her fingers through. 

Of course not,

what an absurd idea. 

Equally absurd –

his expecting her to accept his invitation. 

Tr...

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prime minister's words

on parallel universe

no reality

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which planet is it

our prime minister lives on

it sure ain't this one.

written twenty-ten

before I learnt the worst truth

it's intentional

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He had spotted her a few times before,

stooping

shuffling

unkempt,

carrying her few meagre possessions in plastic.

A bag lady

lowest of the low

probably on drugs.

Imagine letting yourself drift into such a state.

Now he shuts his eyes

so he doesn’t have to see her

labouring past his path.

For this is his first night

on the streets.

That his life ...

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