Poetry Blog by ray pool (Jun 2020)

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SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

We're all going down the plug hole

me included.

I thought for a minute it was a waterslide,

I wonder what's on the other side?

Might as well enjoy it

it ain't the cresta run,

with all the shit that's going down

not half as much fun.

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FINAL JOURNEY

Layers of memory revived

like the clouds and steam

drifting in a journey behind glass

travelling as before

always in second class.

 

Savouring one last visit to the past

peppered with loving detail

of mad rail highway vistas

fellow passengers

bound together by impending death

sharing one final wish fulfilment

like a last cigarette.

 

Then a ticket collecto...

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GENTLEMEN'S RELISH

First remove spending cap

apply "easing lockdown"

in small amounts

always read instructions.

 

In the case of reactions

adjust dose accordingly.

Side effects include euphoria,

self righteousness,

 

pomposity

over sincerity,

dreams of tuck shops and wheezes

fever and sneezes.

 

Antidotes should always be to hand

for example further austerity.

Masks...

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RESPECTING WHAT'S DEAD AND BURIED

A sea of masks greeted the opening of the abbey doors.

"What do you want?" asked the caretaker

from his dedicated scrubbing of the tiled floor.

"We're here to get the ashes of Kipling,

that jingo imperialist that lies below."

 

The sanctuary was sacrosanct,

but the threat seemed real enough.

A crowd cannot be easily swayed

and in they burst

with eyes ablaze and diggin...

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WORDS WITHOUT A SONG

When you wish upon a star

bear in mind the colour bar.

Anything your heart desires may bypass you.

 

Though your heart is in your dream

some requests are too extreme

when you wish upon a star

as dreamers do.

 

Fate is cruel

she brings to those who love

restrictions to their secret longing

 

like a bolt out of the blue

fate steps in to hinder you

when yo...

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DESTINY ON HOLD

My head swims with people

a shoal ever encroaching

blind with intent, unwinding

gentlemen's contracts unbinding.

 

My robot instincts disturbing

old tributes of touching

precious air now guarded

emotion's mesh retarded.

 

Survival chains us down,

nature's the elephant in the room

my body is a frail thing

a tiny voice dwindling.

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A SUMMER OUTING BY THE THAMES

The Thames lay out of reach,

I cut through from the road

in Clark's sandals, short trousers,

past the backs of shadowed shanties on stilts.

 

Reaching up for an apple

fell into stingers and brambles,

defiant, disbelieving the pain.

 

Finally there was the river

framed by green arbours

fingers of willow draped low,

a flotilla of drifting blossom.

 

Upstream...

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