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Patricio LG on Normal/Insanity (Thu, 29 Nov 2018 12:37 am)

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Patricio LG on Suicide or a Bacon sandwich ? (Mon, 26 Nov 2018 11:02 pm)

poemagraphic on Suicide or a Bacon sandwich ? (Mon, 26 Nov 2018 10:49 pm)

Patricio LG on Re-think (Mon, 26 Nov 2018 09:17 pm)

Brian Maryon on Re-think (Mon, 26 Nov 2018 09:01 pm)

racha chafik on Austerity and War (Fri, 23 Mar 2018 05:25 pm)

Patricio LG on 'IT' (Thu, 1 Mar 2018 02:19 pm)

Fred Varden on 'IT' (Wed, 28 Feb 2018 11:30 am)

Patricio LG on No historical statute by S.A. Scope. (Fri, 12 Jan 2018 08:55 am)

Belvedere Auditorium

On a cold, damp, colourful Autumn day , I arrived at the crossroads where gasps of a blustery gale were clashing into a vortex, swirling everything trapped within an invisible theatre, I sat within my vehicle frozen in amazement, stopping to glance as if in a trance transfixing my glaze, most would not have seen, instead noticing the wonderful building of All Saints well presented and quaintly bui...

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Normal/Insanity

Are we a person who is inward looking out, other people around moving at a pace while we consider it's just another race, perceiving that insane normality could be on the sharp point of a blade, maybe the slanted edged absorbing disciplines to be normal, the other sliding down into the depth of hellfire losing the will to be strong, evidence of any emotional adjustment regressed to a former self o...

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Suicide or a Bacon sandwich ?

Is it me?

Is it my destiny?

maybe it’s time that I resigned.

place a rope tightly around my neck.

what the heck.

they’d only notice for a week.

It’s not a friend that I seek.

I am me, with dark thoughts of my own.

care for a while but mostly alone.

words in my head will not stop

troubled by not knowing

what the hell is wrong!

so, so tired and not very strong

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Re-think

Wile away, while I am away, waste your time staring all day for you might miss something if you turn away from the fireplace clock that ticks and tocks from June till May.

The futures in the past, if we’ve  learnt from our mistakes, fashion once again bell bottoms at a stake, not likely with those high waists.

I keep fit, thinking hard about it, that poor horse  has a bite on a bit, like chewing...

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Austerity and War

I sat down to reflect on a history of thy own

I am old now and weep to a song, a sad story is mine with all those that now have gone.

I saw a vision in my mind a beautiful woman singing at the sink, she has the voice of angel and I cannot speak, I listen intently to every word it’s a little dainty about a bird, she whispers soft and perfectly in tune, it fills every inch of this tiny little ...

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Crossed Wire

The world over people living in squalor, poverty wealthy and rich are sad and depressed, twisted mindfully by an imaginary friend, the better or worse side of him, her or me. 

Positive thinking is fine when your positively perfect, are you perfect? In such an imperfect land, is the great house you bought or built lying on sand?. I don’t care and don’t want to know, now we’re getting to the crux...

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'IT'

We tread carefully with the mere thought of getting it so dreadfully wrong, one may ask what ‘it’ is?. Is ‘it’ the walk of life?, the work we do and the love we hold so dear?, is ‘it’ that everything we cherish could so easily turn to dust with our fear, a nightmare beyond proportion fighting for survival, striving for success then at the stroke of achievement like a wonderous ice sculpture the we...

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No historical statute by S.A. Scope.

Once proud England stood low on the mountainside, the greatest war lost with no last post, greediest of worms weakening the foundation of the pure white suited host. 

Blue blood is the colour of the already dead corpse, defeated the dove, incomplete without wings, peacocks of the millennium hoodwinked, magpies claw away remains of roadkill, minority fleeing in their secrecy or congratulatory si...

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Af.....v.....let...

Dear ...........

 

 

I don’t know how to begin this ...... ...........leaving for a most important.......... I may  not return due to the dangerous conditions as there are lots of.............. bastards will know. Furthermore can........  you visit.............. Next year. I hope to see you at............. winter cheer with a beer and a Happy new.......... car is in the wash........... as...

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A little look

In the dark shadows where the deepest doth lay, beneath the brambles on a hot summers day, hidden underneath the bails of old hay is a sweet little creature who’s birthday is in May.

A collision of thunder, a pelting of rain, a cool bitter winter stands in the way, snowy covered fields on a icy cold day, but it does not destroy or change the mood today of the sweet little creature who’s birthda...

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