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The Pedant
It's so easy to say you love me
But what do you mean by love?
Is it something you see in me,
Or a spirit falling from above?
You say I'm merely a nit-picker
Analysing everything to death
Yet I must be quite sure of you
To own your very last breath
Love is simply a word to others
So glibly pronounced for effect
But I dont want to fall for you
Only for you ...
Monday 26th October 2020 10:42 am
Concrete and Bunting
It was 1960
Only fifteen years after the War ended
(Though we did'nt know it) and the
Prevailing dogma, a brave new world meant
Knocking down brick terraces
(Often quite servicable)
To build ten-storey flats.
Kids like us played in derelict houses
Door-less and
Stripped of copper and roof-slates their
Dank stone cellars exciting with
What today they call memorabili...
Sunday 10th May 2020 12:29 pm
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