Heart of Stockport II

 

Stockport town is upside down

 

Blue skies, regret for the river that was

I caught your cobble-stones with conviction

Voices from the youth skimming across the waters

 

Love is underfoot, under wet sand

 

Throw stones at the past; take care of the present; enjoy a future.

 

Red streaks blurring wistful meanderings

Lose yourself in the labyrinthine city

This...

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May Collage Poem

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Tense reticence, the kiss of limbs

for Hanging’s biggest fan

 

Free and easy

Scattered island red

Poll blood hundred to the dozen

 

The long, elastic tug-of-war of love

 

Forgive me if I did not understand:

Lord, may my faith grow ever stronger

 

A voice cracking on the radio,

Giving some sort of verification

That the static’s home.

 

I know that it’...

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Exile - March Collage Poem

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Numbers lost tutting in a happy mode
Lost for words but is nice to see you all
One, two, three bloody Mary
Has burnt that toast again
Seeing your face light up
When you see mine
 
A shining beam pierces the darkness
Stallions taking you on a chariot ride
Watching animals at Belle Vue
 

Three two one and the bullets are all gone. 

 

 

 

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February Collage Poem: Cages

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Barely living through the dance of night

Tiger-stripe trapeze in savage growl

 

Swiss diligence with eerie eyes

 

From corridors of incandescence

To alleyways of guttered candles

Room with nothing but lonely memories

 

Ghosts, horror, the present, the past.

Everything changes. Nothing changes

Memories and wishes.

 

Two children play in the ashes

Where...

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January 2015 Collage Poem: Novelty

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Intact, these children dance and sing

Forward and back.

Forget hatred; make love,

but don't whore

 

Don't tell me the truth

Or look at the meanings

In between words

 

Summer is a salad of water

Blue eyes

 

People of all kinds

too many to remember -

Who cares?

 

I see new words in new directions

All new faces and self-reflections

A pill to ...

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