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The thing about poetry...


Poetry is a funny thing

It can cause debate

Or make hearts sing

It can take you to

A wondrous place

And brighten up

A moody face

It can make you smile

Or make you fume!

And sometimes even

Make you swoon

It can make you cry

And make you shout

Or, sometimes, be 

About absolutely nowt!

It can make you think

And make you ponder

What lies beyond


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In the light of the waking sun

steam plumes

 from his dormant mug

dancing to unseen draughts and breath

It sways hypnotically

There's a glimmer of rainbow within

Perhaps, blue skies

and exotic dawns

He lingers in its gentle drifting

Too long, really

Until evaporation, 

and beyond...


...She sits upon the hillside

overlooking the valley.

In the dis...

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She flew over meadows

Over rivers & brooks

And held conversations

With articulate rooks 


Who told her a tale

Of when mankind resided

And the balance of nature

Irreparably subsided 


How they ravaged her soul

And ripped out her heart

And watched their green world

Slowly depart 


How the creatures of woods

Of forests, and meadows

Had to fle...

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#change #trees #erosion #climate #deforest

Rather hot today

The golden orb

Has rendered me red

Upon arms & shoulders

And on me fore'ead 🥵


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The Withered Vine



I watch her slowly

 fall from grace

Her body still

Her mind displaced

New memories 

no longer stay

they simply  


drift  a w    a         y

Like a mist around

a mountain old

that dissipates

as the dawn unfolds

She's there in body

but sparse of mind

Sometimes it's hard

to look, and find

The vibrant woman


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It's Friday!

It's Friday

Beer and pie day

Ok to let it slide day 😚

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Our Lungs


Be still, and feel

This gentle breeze

That brushes by

With careful ease

And ruffles leaves

Upon their trees

And scatters far

Their fruitful seeds

Which vein the earth

To start anew

So you and I 

Can live here too!


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Mr Frost


Goodbye Mr Frost

Did you leave the children screaming?

Give their life some meaning?

Do they realise the cost?


Stay there 

So you can hear him breathing

Prepare you for the grieving,

for the wailing of your soul


Slow down 

His darkness is just growing

Your stomach churning, knowing

That the end is coming soon


...And he's right here in your ro...

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About the size of it...


Behind a small window

Within a large house

Upon a thin ledge

Scuttles the tiniest mouse

To whom, 

Everything seems big

To such a thing so small

Even a baby girl

Seems so very, very tall!


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Beyond this realm

Beyond the sea

Beyond this frail reality


Beyond the blue

Beyond the air

Beyond the things no longer there


Beyond the dusk

Beyond the dawn

Beyond the Twilight's sleepy yawn


Beyond the dark

Beyond the light

Beyond the tapestry of life


Beyond the planets 

Beyond the stars

Beyond the galaxy's vibrant scars



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#life#the universeWonder

Do We Do Nothing?


Do we do nothing

But stare at the sky?


Do we do nothing

But avert our eyes?


Do we do nothing

But stifle our cries?


Do we do nothing

But conform to lies?


Or, could we become

All we can be?


And settle the wake 

Of this turbulent sea?


And rise above waves

And rise above fear

And shout at the sun:

"Look! we are here!"


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#climate changeEarthHopeLifeLove


As football poems always do well on here...😆

I thought I'd torture you with this one I wrote about the best club in England 😉


On Sunderland docks 

They riveted iron & steel 

In surrounding villages 

Whirred the pulley wheel 


Graft and toil made 

The industrial North East 

Sweat and blood spilled 

All with little release 


But teaching minds resolved 


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Evelyn is a doll

Just a rather large doll

She's not made of porcelain

She's only made of wood

With a shock of black hair

Hidden under a hood


Cigarette burns & scars

Pot-mark her face

And, she lives under the bed

In an old leather case


She's missing an eye

From when thrown at a wall

Her tattered old dress

No longer fit for a ball



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Something's Creeping...

Something comes creeping

Through the dark night

I look from my window

But it's just out of sight!


Something comes knocking

Knocking at my door

I turn the handle... slowly

But, it's there no more!


Something comes crawling

Crawling so slow

Shall I turn to look?

I no longer know!


Something is breathing

Under my bed!

I dare not look

'case it ...

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Little Dickie's Poo-Pot

Two little dickie birds

Sittin' on a pot

One did a poo

The other

Did not…


...yes, my WOL friends, that's the grand total of poetry I'm able to summons this week 


Not quite up to Hugh standard 😂

I think the title may be one of my best though 😆


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Strange Old Day


I ate some strange old mushrooms

Got chased off a shark

It jumped outta my beer bottle

And began to bark


I ran through a dying mist

And into a wall

Then into the deepest sleep

I began to fall.


Into strawberry Fields

With lemon drizzle streams

And coconut shells

Full of incoherent dreams 



What a strange

Old day

Making conversations...

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The Misted Pane



I passed by a window

Where an old man smiled 

and misted up the dirty pane


Behind his eyes the sadness showed 

of every steep & rocky road

He'd had to climb


Next day I thought I'd call on him

And out he came

So pale and thin

-but with that smile


And graceful guile 


He said


in my mind, 

I'm as free as a summer breeze


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The Unsettled Man


I came upon a man, unsettled

Wandering a barren land

He'd lost his hope and joy somewhere

So, I took his trembling hand


I told him I had lost my heart

And my soul had flown away

But, together, perhaps, we could find

A better place to stray


We came across a weeping girl

With skin of obsidian black

Her flesh was torn and gaping red

Where the wh...

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A Reflection


The man in the mirror

No longer looks like me

His best years are behind him

There's nothing more to see 

His daughter is a woman

With family of her own

The years now seem to fade away

Into the bleak unknown

Although I'll keep on dreamin'

Of better things to come

Sometimes I feel like runnin' free

Into the rising sun

A slither of a silhouette 

Against a s...

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The Rhythm of My Heart


I dream of idle chatter

In a bar where nothing matters

Where sweet vibrations beat

In rhythm with my feet

And laughter comes so easy

Conversations light & breezy

Like a languid summers day

Where your mind can drift away

And eyes are full of winks

And lips are full with smiles

And beer flows like nectar

As we dance in different styles:

Some without rhythm


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A Love Song (forever)

A Love Song



There was a time

When love defined 

All of the things 

life could show


So undermined 

By routine & time 

Upon our own tide 

we ebb and we flow 


A fork in the road

A different abode 

What would these old eyes

Of mine now see? 


Perhaps without love

Perhaps then I could

Get over how much

You mean to me 


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A Better Life


The car jolted.

Her weary eyes 

opened slowly

Like mechanical shutters 


Flickering through trees,

the dying sunlight

stabbed at her sight

with golden shards.


Mouth dry

Limbs weak

Clothes damp



A stench of sweat 

Lingered in tobacco air 

Made her cough

Made her gag


Where's Daddy?

she croaked

Muffled laughter


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Who am I?

Who knows? not I !

Perhaps, I'll find out

when I die

When in the ground 

cross armed I lie

and become 

the congregation spy

Will friends & family

sincerely cry

Or, perhaps pretend

and also lie?

Will I hear truths

I now deny?

Or, will they say

'Oh! What a guy!'

Will happy thoughts

of times gone by

Just turn to thoughts

of ...

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Mr Rhubarb


(Song for politicians)


There's a...


Great view from my Ivory Tower

The window is frosted, but I still feel the power.

Got my...


Savile suite so I feel the part

But I like to pretend I got it straight from Primark

I feed my…


Flock through the magical lense

My sincere smile upon your telly transcends

And I'm…


Fully trained not to give a ...

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Night-time Serenade

The dusk turns to dark

As I look to the sky

With starlight reflected

in the blue of my eyes

And, softly, into focus 

come the heroes of old

Each golden cluster

a tale to be told:

The Hunter & his Hounds

search the night sky

For dragons & serpents

and horses that fly

While Perseus gives Andromeda the eye

And grabs her a moonbeam

as one passes by



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A Cadenza

A Cadenza


A melody drifted through the sky

All who heard, could not deny

The feeling of joy within its sway

As we sang & danced the night away


The song broke free upon the wind

And all indifference did rescind 

It came from mouths like blossom freed

Unchaining hearts of every creed


We danced until our hearts were clean

And thoughts ran clear as crystal ...

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Something wicked this way comes

For Dante's Inferno fills God's lungs

Heave o' heave! The mortal tide

Stitch & weave his ruined pride

Or, too late fall

Into the gaping wound

Until the time of man

Has been consumed


This world is of our making

Its resources slowly breaking

Yet, we continue to prod & poke

Though, it is ourselves we slowly choke.

If Nature...

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Broken Friends

(Originally song lyrics for a friend, wrote after the tragic suicide of Chester Bennington)


Broken friends 


In the backstreets of my mind 

I kicked a ball against a wall

It bounced into a neighbours yard, 

Where, I cut my hand upon a shard

of glass that glittered in the sun, 

Into my mind again I'd run

And wake within this broken life

Upon my wrist I held a kni...

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She danced under the moonlight

Deep, deep into the trees

Until the morning mist

Made her the dew upon the leaves   


She dripped unto the fertile soil

Where fragrant flowers bloomed

Then bees refined her into honey

And your eager mouth consumed


Your sticky lips, like summer, shone

As you sowed your field of corn

And the innocence of restless youth


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A New Breath

He flung the rope 

over a branch of a tree

And fluttering down

came a few dead leaves


He watched them rest

upon the cold, crisp earth

And cursed his mother

For his wasted birth


This year of pandemic

Had him stripped to the bone

Made him jobless & useless

A bear in his home


Frustration begat anger

And anger begat fear

Unable to provide


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