Panting panting

unto the the top we came

in triumph gathering breath smiled then laughed proud and loud

bereft of shame

with lips that yearned to meet and kiss the verdurous sway

blessing these hours t'were only once to pass our way

gave we no thought other than to our love shared hearts and souls

desiring that they into freedom we'd lovingly coax to enroll

Some embers...

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Life Story - Olafur Arnalds

you dont know what to say, but words just crowd

in lines of hopes mistaken for lost dreams

and moments waiting for another silenced sigh, too hollow,

when judgements do not speak for trials lost

you do know what to say, but words keep fleeting by

as shadows past that hour at midnight, 

when waiting turned a dawn too early,

and life just glowed li...

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I love my perfect life
With my perfect kids and my perfect wife
And all those perfect times we’ve had
Being the perfect mum and perfect dad

And our perfect home where perfect friends
Adapt perfectly to every trend
Or those perfect days spent at the beach
Who says perfection’s out of reach?

We have perfect times when we go out
With perfect people round about
As our perfect laughter fi...

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Fortunately, they've gone now, those sad times

from now on, I'll be able

to welcome every happiness there is to be,

and return to the habit of,

helping my heart  to feel, as if each new day

was made in Heaven. 

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Today I will see

nothing

but beauty

unfolding,

no matter what arrives

I set my radio dial

to beauty.

What then is beauty?

The unfolding of potential,

the art of possibility,

the color of the wilting rose

in the vase 

on the table 

left over from Mother's Day, 

the hop of the bird

among the thorny weeds

that I started pulling 

out from the ground

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None of us are always good,
Yet none of us are always bad.
And while no-one is always happy,
None of us are always sad.

None of us are always right,
Yet none of us are always wrong.
And while no-one is always weak,
None of us are always strong.

None of us always thinks clearly,
Yet no-one's always confused.
And while no-one's always dissatisfied,
No-one's always amused.

None of u...

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The way you gaze at me

Feels like you want to be set free

Your body rubbing against mine

Whether it is half past three or quarter to nine

Our beautiful pink lips locked together

As we finger each other with pleasure

Your hands all over my sexy body

As I pull you closer and drink you like a toddy

Cupping your breasts in my delicate hands

Sucking on them as your body stand...

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Hidden within the depths of my heart

Are myriad feelings, wrapped in secrecy

Concealed in layers of wrapping paper

Safeguarded from prying eyes

A yearning, like a child's innocent touch

Longing to connect with the soul

Of the one who birthed me

I wonder, how did she look?

What melody did her voice carry?

Do I bear even a hint of her likeness?

I ache to hold ...

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I'm learning to see myself

through a heart-shaped mirror

In my art&poetry, as a means of authenticity

I often shun the cold hard facts

in favour of something more hot and relaxed

like the burning shame of defeat, a passion

so bright it defies all suffering

yet makes me glad to be alive

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Before, a taught rope, you pulled on life's haul

Feet planted firm though you never stood tall

Mostly, enjoyed the seven deadly sins

though you're struggling now to gain any wins

The absent smile, from the faces of clowns

Our world straight upwards, whilst you're upside down

Lost within, though there is no maze around

One of life's bankrupts, currency unfound

Time...

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About love, I want to write

But someone interrupts,

You have to write about a fight

The song you sing corrupts.

My homeland is in the fight,

People dig the ground with the shells.

It's impossible to sleep at night,

All around looks like a dance of hells.

So many pieces of lead are all around!

With whom is Ukraine is at war?

My father's land is tightly bound,

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A Temporary Tenure

In my youth I viewed the future with confidence,

it would last forever into a distant horizon.

Adulthood, old age and death were remote, 

and not worthy of any real consideration.

The world was my oyster as I had freedom and youth,

to play and plan, to dream and ponder.

My needs were provided for by my parents,

I hankered for some things but was gene...

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the fates have rolled the dice

and granted me another morning

with these special old friends,

a country walk, around a lake

once a reservoir back in the

days we were but schoolboys,

I watch them ahead of me

moving easily between one another,

like water, first in twos,

now in threes and back to twos

but never only one,

arms often cradle shoulders

as heads mov...

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When I woke up this morning 
My head was in a mess
My woman she gone and left me
And it's giving me major stress
Breakfast is on the table 
But I can't eat a bite
My coffee has gone stone cold
And I'm in the mood for a fight

Hey mister-I'm gonna cuss and shout
Hey brother what's it all about 
Hey sister ain't you heard the news
Lord, looks like I been struck down with 
De Lacy Street...

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Your long ago death

still continues making more and more

undying darkly coloured masterpieces of itself

in the cruelly enforced grieving gallery of my mind

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Walking the wight

With all my might

through sights similar to Honiton

which isn't too unlike Hobbiton

Names and faces are carried through the aching 33 miles

With care and thought all the while

Here we reflect and remember

the lost souls of our dark Decembers

We start off four in our fellowship

With hopes of seeing off our hardship

To cross a finish line is ...

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HOT MESS

You made

me feel

I had

to hide

everything about

myself when

I was 

much younger, 

whilst I

fancied the

hell out

of you

straight man.

Tonight, I

bumped into

you on

way to

queer poetry

night in

London Bridge.

That second,

I became

hot mess.

Pulled on

strings of

your backpack

to stop

you and

say...

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Defibrillate these days

arrest the tides and moon

realign their unsynced ways

that harmony might bloom

Jolt the seas and sands

their drifts and timeless flow

reset their lost commands

from those which men impose

Shake clear the dusty canopy

unblock the damage done

reveal our blind insanity

that we might stay the sun

Stabilise o...

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Here is a story I've told many times

To myself and close friends, if only to keep the memory alive.

Although fiction slips in through the gaps,

I try to preserve the truth, keep it well and intact.

Here is a version the cuts to the quick,

And tells the narrative just how it is:

I met a stranger at the corner of my fate,

Somewhere between quantum physics and withering fait...

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You never seemed to understand 

Never really tried to know

Who I truly am

If you did

You didn’t care

I am not even sure 

You were ever there

I filled our home

With fairy lights

And candles ~

Grew roses amongst the brambles

You drew plans

Fit only for

A single man

Said you loved me

Asked me 

To read you poetry

And then

Y...

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Words are such a funny thing,

Without actions that align, what value do words bring?

An illusion curated specifically for you,

By someone you wish so deeply would speak things that are true.

Screaming in anger, giving passionate praise, whispers of love, tone dripping in disgrace,

Love and hate simultaneously spewed in your face.

How is one supposed to feel,

Not knowing w...

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Image: Working replica of Shakespeare's Globe Theater in Odessa West Texas, used for open mic community events as well as Shakespeare plays and is situated on the campus of Odessa College. Thanks to the diligence and determination of two friends Kat and Bonnie, I was invited to perform there at short notice, I did and the accoustics were great. As well as the theater, the complex also has a replic...

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I smell its aroma

In the vicinity,

And though its

Syllabically new,

I’ve heard about

It’s trauma more

And less about it

Being true.

I’ve foraged for

Many things;

Necessary things,

Vital and odd things,

But never for love.

I remember

Opening my eyes

For the very first time,

Only to see my parents

Not feeling fine.

Sooner or la...

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It’s been a source of huge regret

That’s always bothered me

I never had a girlfriend with

An Eddie Tupper “V”.

I’ve loved girls who had long dark hair

And cocker spaniel eyes

But never dated anyone

With Eddie Tupper thighs.

I’ve loved girls who were graduates

Intelligent and wise

I’d swop that in a heartbeat though

For Eddie Tupper thighs.

And fac...

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It all started in 2021,

When Georgia and Melissa went swimming for fun.

In a Mexican lagoon the twins did swim,

But what happened next turned completely grim.

While swimming Melissa suffered a crocodile attack,

Georgia punched the croc multiple times in a fight back.

Dragged her sister to the shore,

From the jaws of the croc she did deplore.

I am in awe of th...

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In the middle of the greenwood,
In the centre of what is,
The wise women gather,
They’re lifting the lid
On the meagre remnants
Of the magik that once was:

Wicca, witch and wizard
In the whispering wood.
Found in times of turbulence,
Of movements in the blood.

The devotees of the vacuous,
The frightened and appalled,
Consumers, losers-all
Watch silently as children’s blood
Se...

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I keep treading on snails

And you see

I really don’t like killing things

Anything 

Spiders, flies, insects, and snails

And today

I wondered 

What the lesson was

And now I think I know

I need to look 

where I’m putting my feet

This may sound obvious 

But what I really mean is

I need to be more grounded

In the morning

when I tend to tread on snails 

I’...

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Though firmaments need

Your testimony of wings,

In shadows marooned...

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My dearest darling Natalie
I really like your style
Your tenacity defending
This green and pleasant isle
Your hard line on asylum seekers
Coming over here
Our match was made in heaven
That’s obvious, my dear

We’re so alike, dear Natalie
It’s very plain to see
Your votes against equalities
And for Voter ID
Those rights for workers, I agree
Will really have to go
And never mind the m...

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In the dead of night, the dogs bark incessantly,

Their voices carrying a message unknown to me,

Perhaps a tale of longing or simply a plea,

Echoing through the streets, disrupting the tranquility.

As the night wears on, their barks grow louder,

A cacophony of sound, a chaotic shroud,

Piercing the stillness, as if possessed by power,

Their calls reverberating in the midnig...

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we match the colours of the universe, 

both born from the mouths of wolves, 

to lie around, get sick, rage at invasions,

raised by the same two, frightened by their abscence. 

he lies on my face and copies my heart beats, 

he wails when i wail. 

when i look at him i get a strange, sad feeling, i know how it feels to search for people.

people that will come home one day, 

bu...

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I wonder what you had for breakfast

Did you wonder about mine?

It's strange, yet interesting

Black coffee, a cigarette and a line

From a poem or a book to keep me in check

To wonder how you are, how you live

It's strange, yet interesting

Such an interesting world we deliver

The perspective and performance

I don't know you, but I'd love to know a sliver

Of what you've ...

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I’ve stared into the windows to your soul

Looked into an empty void, a hollow shell

A shroud of misery draped across your heart

Like a harbinger of death prophesizing a toll

Through glazed crystals flicker lights from hell

A shudder of fear arises with a thought to depart

I should flee, taking with me all that I now know

Screams of agony burst through the ashen shroud

While...

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Gibbons in Fakenham time the trains to Sandy Balls

Dwellers in the summer going somewhere where

            the dead watch the living

Dark, dusky silhouettes looming over us

Tight-lipped art revealed thru’

miraculously unbroken spectacles

Pass the chocolate Limes

These are the everyday resurections

the family blessedly released from the collision

the one you th...

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Many months
alone

with her own

Venom

in a Sarpedon cave
made to nestle her

Beauty gone;
Head - 
a writhing tangle of
Vicious Serpents;
cursed;
unrecognisable 

Did she retreat because Shame

became

her only bedfellow?

Perhaps ‘twas more a respite
to protect
the unsuspect
ing
from her projections

lest they be turned to stone

so easily does Shame become Blame

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In 1958, Bing Crosby sang “Thank Heaven for little Girls”

They grow up to be pretty girls and beautiful woman

They fall in love and get married

and they became the mothers of the world.

They give birth, they care, they feed, they raise their kids, teach them,

and love them no matter what

They sacrifice, cry, and laugh, never stop giving

We, on the other hand, grow o...

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We have become defined by war.

Two years ago, we had the love.

Builders played and danced to our tune,

This fantasy world embraced us:

Plucky sorts, hung out for applause.

Now we are just part of the kitsch.

Since that time – more dead, injured and burned,

But not only that. Deeper marks

Have eaten into Free Ukraine:

The tears of a vanished childhood,

The shame of shr...

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Solar flares in tempest spent, Earth's veil angrily torn,
Charged plasma dances, skyward flight, in fury born.
Emerald and crimson,  a painter's dream, strokes the night,
Aurora's dance, magnetic wraiths, violet light
Transient beauty, fleeting flare for eyes to adore,
In silence held, earth meets sun's magnetic core.

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you can sit on top of it 

it really looks good 

take a picture 

send it around the world 

you can’t have it 

but you can be sure 

the good life is out there

waiting for you 

I got people coming over 

in a little time from now 

consider cleaning up

this mess somehow

the furniture of the moment 

wants you to sit down 

relax yourself on it

a...

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It is not uncommon to be eighty

and never to have seen the aurora borealis

but now, primed by a news and weather alert

I stand to see if it might happen. 

A belt of translucent high cloud holds firm

above a street light under a gash of dark trees

but no aurora. 

A scent of sleeping blossom has me in thrall

and on the ridge of my kitchen roof

the silky silhouette of ...

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You knew the stars would smile
The Sun will shine, in your bones:
Ever since the day you were born. 
Trapped in your own desires,
you lived in a nightmare of being the best
of what there is.
So you put the strongest armour on 
for the fight against everyone, yet no one.
They said "This too shall pass"
"But what if not?" You said.
Now comes the time when the sun shines bright.
But why do...

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It's in the quiet I hear you.
My lungs elastic as they draw you in
with each comforting breath.

The memories of the day
expand my peace of mind
and careen my heart into you,

as you slumber next to me,
here in the solitude of our night.

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You'll have heard about the MP for Dover

Who took the decision to cross over...

And I don't mean the Channel -

Never mentioned in the flannel.

Employed by this opportunist rover!.

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remote viewing
a program,
telepathic visionaries
— channels
seers…
seen in a screening
recorded and reviewed

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Found it by the lake I was trying to cross
Webs slit, wings broken, unable to keep warm
Carried it up to my canoe and rowed away to my dry little farm.

The wife said I'm an idiot to bring another in when all our chicks starve, which is
When I leave it-but the next morning it's made a home in a ditch.

I notice something glisten in the dawning sun as it wrapped its feathers around my le...

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Darkened streets lit only by the stars

lie silent as a corpse’s endless sleep.

Adrift upon the air, the subtle scent

of daffodils among the shadowed trees.

There in the night I stand with shuttered eyes,

Imagining their glory in the dawn.

And in this dream, a sudden spectral shade

near stops my heart, for I have recognised

that severed soul whose loss I still will mourn

...

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Please say a little prayer for me.

As we’re at the mercy of the sea.

The waves are high, water ice cold.

Side to side this boat has rolled.

Children to parents cling on tight.

Think of them and of their plight.

Our boat is fighting wave after wave.

But I look about and faces are brave.

The winter sky is starless and black.

The point of no return, no turning bac...

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A candle in the wind a soft breeze                                                                                                                              ​​​​​​​A hairnet on the table, a puffed-up fable, a leaning in for a question, a deferential stare, a denial in the night,         a getting used to it, a left handed slap, a belch upon a healthy diet.                                       ...

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