An Orderly Woman

Every week was planned

with every day given an allotted task

She was indeed a creature of habit

always dressed according to the job in hand

Mondays were spent enwrapped

amongst sheets, dresses and underwear

Soap powder, dolly blue and the Burco boiler

and soon the garden lines became like bunting

Tuesdays she stood before the ironing board

surrou...

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If your image of happiness 
Is two people making love on a couch 
What a sad lonely existence 
You're going to have 
So save yourself from this image

Love isn't about sex
If you think it is then you're just in lust
So save yourself in this chemical 
All your friends are catching but it's not always that good
So save yourself from this image

Love shouldn't be the image on a screen
It...

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I can tell you exactly when it happened. I was sat on one of those plasticy leatherette chairs. You know the ones, they have them in all hospitals, they're easy to wipe clean if someone has a little accident. I had my hand clasped about my wife's fingers and though I knew I was squeezing them too hard she didn't complain.

She, the doctor that is, or should I say consultant? Anyway, she leant in...

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I'm sitting in purgatory
A deserving end
To my shitty story

You think you know who I am
But you don't know what I've done
Some call me the devil
Some call me his forgotten son

I'll take your heart at the start
And say you have mine
Once you realize I'm empty
I'll leave you all alone, crying

I've done a thing or two
That I can't say I regret
I'll dig into your memories
Make it i...

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The blazing embers of a winter sun

sink below the distant horizon,

as streetlights claim approaching night.

A solitary shopper treads the rain-sheened pavement,

hunched against the evening chill.

The drizzle has stopped for now,

promising to return, reinvigorated,

from the covering cloud

that attempts to veil the sunset.

Hands in pockets, hair bedraggled,

our travelle...

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Blink my soft green eyes

and there you are

twinkling brighter

than a blue star

You fill my heart with sunshine

warmer than a June day

I never want to be away...

from you

by lynn hahn

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Traits genetically tailored, we're meant to feel like failures

Hopes to be better than the last are stored away in the past

Dreams thrown out the window as complications crescendo

Girls sacrafice their dresses to ace their math tests

Life seems to be easy but struggles are masked wth Febreeze

My words and ideas seem to be invisible but maybe if they listened they would know I'm not ...

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"I love you"-- laboratory euphoria
crossing stars and sparks,
bridging blackouts and cold sweats
and pleas that I come to bed
"I love you" -- biting feeding hands
and still you feed me,
nourish me, hold me
and push us to grow
in the well tilled garden of one another
"I love you"-- oil slick Oceana clearing ,
chasing the sunset,
healing by eternity ;
it feels like my lungs were made to ...

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I run up against edges
of your tight reality

fluorescent lights
wall-to-wall carpet and concrete

I hold it, bend it
rewrite it try to forget it

I don't trust my
memories of it

yet here I am again
In front of it

I start talking back

to the elevator

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When you create 

You start doing that for your joy 

Then you doing that to share your joy with others

After that  you realise this is who you are  

And this is what you came here  for...to Create 

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Joy of creating and sharing with others 

It's inseparable part of our existence  

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Most beautiful creations comes from Heart 

There for th...

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Life is a mixed open prison

with one way in and one way out. 

Some have bigger more comfortable cells,

but all suffer confinement

with variations of refinement. 

So make the best of it -

bring your trinkets to the ball;

celebrate differences;

try to make your stay comfortable,

be friends with the gaoler

if it helps. 

If you run screaming round the grounds

there ...

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Wednesday afternoon the school Bell rings, 
Some students were filled with joy of springs, 
For now was the period of library, 
With books would we make merry, 
Searching for book to get immersed in our fantasy, 
What a joy it was to read! (2)

Adventure,  suspense,  murder mysteries, 
And how can I forget the 'Agatha Christies'. 
The smell of the books so nostalgic, 
For no price in the...

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the sun gleams as i open my eyes,

no words could have described it,

to wake up with a warm feeling inside ,

its a wonderful feeling i admit.

how wierd it is how the silence awkens,

no traffic to disterb the sound,

whilst mums cooking the bacons,

making sure its crispy and brown

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What a joy
What a joy
My little nephew,
Two decades back
Born abroad,
When a  guest here
A ride on
A piggy shoulder
Who used to enjoy,
To whom I bought
A motley toy
Out of himself
Made a brilliant boy.

“As per my choice
Could you buy me a donkey
Or a could you allow  me
A  tortoise
To touch
When we go to
The squalid market square
Or  the nearby church?”



Double mind
Is...

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My rhyming couplet

-at the metre's expence-

is knowing the difference

if this makes sence-

is when to use when

from

when to use whence.

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Marriage

Is like a cabbage

Your need to strip back the outer leaves

The vibrant green is just for show

The sweet and tender flavours

Are developed deep below

It’s not for everyone, but it’s versatile

It can stew, can be raw

Fundamentally they’re identical

The heart lies at the core

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Stop Pussyfooting around .When will you stand up to the Rich with their feet in the trough . Big enough and better Our Country is Drownding . Remoaners let all others walk all over us then Expect us to put up with the scum of the Earth . Just to look good on paper . Just to look good in their life . Please help the needy by all means  . But not the scum of the World  . Take over take Charge make u...

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Why is it so much harder to be ok than it is to not

Why does the darkness seem so safe

All i want is to not be ok

All i want is to give up, throw in the towel

I don't want to have to fight for the light or that breath of fresh air

I don't want to fight for all the crap she took from me

She can take back what she gave me instead

She kept everything i needed and left me with ev...

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Why do you get to be okay

while I struggle to breathe.

Why do I have to see your face,

and see the same brown eyes that forced me down.

Why can’t I feel clean,

no matter how hard I scrub.

Why do I still feel your hands,

no matter how much I try to forget your toxic touch.

Why do you get to laugh,

while I fall apart trying to survive with this.

Why do I have to suffer ...

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I'm not invincible

You're just weaker than you think

You didn't strike a fatal blow

You saw me fall I hit the ground hard

But I got up ready for round two

I'm not invincible

I just learned to survive everything

To embrace every drop of blood

Saw the beauty in my bruises

The symphony of my bones cracking

And I still knew I would win

I'm not invincible

I...

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It is all as stone

As the shadows pass

Withering to the new 

conceptions

For forlorn wishes have

ripened into empty hands;

emptied of futures worth

A passage back to the forgotten 

So they may think anew 

With wit and guile to triumph 

To carve their day in stone. 

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What is our purpose?

I’m I just here to provide or bring my people mental genocide.

We live in a climate that is so divisive

I feel like most races are pulling on each other like a pair of vise grips.

They say time waits for no one this is true

But if it did you have to ask yourself would it wait for you

What has been your contribution to bring about change?

I don’t mean like...

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He will be anything I want him to be.

He says it keeps the mystery.

A passionate prose or rhythmic rhyme. 

I am captivated and entwined. 

Within the lines of what he writes

I find my self awake at night.

I want to feel his gentle kiss.

His fingers pressed against my skin.

I want his tongue to trail away,

To my bud where it can play.

Roaming round till it may find...

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We live in and for the moment 

In it, as the tomorrow doesn’t exist

But, as we shall plan for the future

Closing our eyes

Waking up to the unexpected

But each day must be enjoyed

Long lived, as we know we can see tomorrow 

Before blinking our eyes

Build a castle today

Enjoy forever

In the present

Its idealist

Plan to have even if you don’t wake up tomorrow

Th...

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BARRIO SANTIAGO

Jerez de la Frontera

In the catherdral shadow

a woman peels limes

then washes them

at the blue fountain

as an angry sun burns

shapes on stone.

From dark passages

a bright guitar

emerges into afternoon,

arpeggios glittering

across the water

like momentary fish.

It predicts your path

past broken balconies,

ragged skirts, ...

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The sand was always hot

                beside the white dunes and the coarse grass

The sea was always blue

                between the black rocks and the horizon haze

The beach was always ours

                between the seagull shout and the distant crowd

We were always alone

               between the far world and our near union

We swa...

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I told you that I wanted to have a baby.

You assumed it was because I needed a new play thing,

or that I needed more attention for myself.

Truthfully,

I wanted a baby

because that meant that a part of you 

would have to love me forever.

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(A re-post for International Holocaust Day.  In 2011 John Demjanjuk, a retired car-worker in Ohio originally from the Ukraine,  was deported to and convicted in Germany of war crimes he committed while working as a guard for the Nazis at Sobibor concentration camp. It has always struck me that our precious principles are cheap until upholding them comes at a cost).

They took us near Vinnyt...

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It can take time to get

My inner people moving in the morning

Like an old car on a cold frosty day

Where the windows have to be

Scraped and brushed

Meticulously

then the engine starts

Sometimes with several turns of the key

In order for a breath of life to start

The action of working in my mind

Where cogs turn

And fingers hit the keys

The frost and mist meltin...

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Hear my words listen to me closely I will take things slow. 

This will go quite easy as long as you give up control.

 I believe you want this deep down you can't wait to please, I would rather it be me another might not be as gentle you see. 

When it's my voice you hear do as I say. 

I will take care as orders I give increase our pleasure with little to no pain.

 I offer you that wh...

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I need to be honest with you about something i've been keeping from you.
I'm not see threw so I know how easy it is to keep things from you. Our first time through was rough and I really messed up too. I'm a liar. I would deny in hope that I wouldn't hurt you . In return it hurt me and made it even worse for you. As hard as it is for me to say, but I had a one night stand without you. Drunken to ...

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To long we focused on getting here now you want to take your time

No lets take it off now put your problems on the floor let our bodies go to war some how when you lay next to 

 My body reaches its exctasy I feel pleasure in the way w eundress and stare into each others vanity.. you see my vulnerablities and make my mind go weak

But thats not enough lay down let my warmth envelope yours a...

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I came across with a dead rose.

How impure and crooked it seemed.

Deteriorated without the life it once had.

I kept walking with it, holding it with my right hand.

How sad it was to see a rose like that.

Where once it was bright red,

now it’s only a brown looking thing with nothing left.

I kept walking with the dead rose,

a sad rose with no thorns.

Until the path ended i...

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Im not skinny, while other girls are dimes, im a penny, I have my shine, tho its not brand new, im worth something, but only to those distracted by whats shiny, I'm far from tiny or petite, my waist line is repulsive to some and somedays that someones me, I may never be enough, I've had it made, and have survived when times grew tough, not given up, I just grow bitter when i see my fluff, even if ...

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Shards of Broken Glass lie on the floor those of which used to be the remains of a glass vase. Drops of blood seeping into the wooden floor with those same drops of blood I watch as they soak into the white painted walls. I stand there watching as you struggle to soak up the red substance known as blood with a towel. As I lay there I wonder how could he believe her? A heated argument turned sour i...

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Please take all your belongs with you

When leaving earth

Collect all your troubles

Pack them tight

As your leaving tonight

Remember when you loved once

Count each one of them,

On the last breath,

Don’t miss any out

No matter how small

Please take all of them with you

When leaving this life

Mistakes X

Regrert X

Pain X

Grief X

And s...

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visiting the chelsea hotel

we walk along the hudson river climb
onto the highline where monarchs swarm
purple verbenas and dry grass
cross block on block heart in mouth
walk don’t walk yellow taxi traffic horns
count down the numbers on west 25
spot the red brick high rise one time
‘world’s tallest building’

ventilator shaft intubates basement window
the building pegged by scaffoldin...

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The truth, slippery as an eel,

The truth, so hard to find -

Grasp it and it's gone

We carry on:

The years ahead, the years behind -

Find it we do:

In snatches, on days that go by,

On throwaway days, such as these.

Or in thick-set night

When we fight

Not to put out the light.

Not to put out the light

On skin as white as snow

And smooth as monumental alaba...

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I commit my thoughts to the ocean,

Magnificent, protean

Mysterious, beyond my gaze

Free, without emotion.

Silent wild and thunderous

Cavernous and gaping,

Still beneath a placid haze,

Wondrous and knowing.

Above a gaping horizon

Wide clouds hang overweight

And gather for the union,

Before the plunge, inflate.

At the coast, ad infinitum

Insentie...

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Caught in these struggles

Like water finding its way

We will endeavor

Chasing his father

Walking within his footsteps

He lives in shadows

Resonating beauty

Walking on imported air

Formidably cool

Gracefully they move

Like Elephants swimming free

Above earth’s trappings

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Anger has claws

snagged across bone

pierced along gut

= = = =

Sadness has a depth

flooding the pathway

swamping the roots

= = = =

His pace knows no footsteps

shows no sign in snow

he is immobile

= = = =

After autumn

winter easily discovers his hiding

trees are bare — nowhere to vanish

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I’m a little bit scared

Of falling in love

Of not being able or capable to love

Of taking chances 

Of who I might me

I don’t know how much more

I can give or go through

I’m a little bit scared

I was so very satisfied you see

I never meant for it to develop so rapidly

When I’m up there on a pedestal 

No one understands how much I give

Or knows how it all aff...

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Les Pennington had a cracking cricket bat

and it doubled as a bazooka which was good

it wasn’t one of those cheap efforts from Woolies

it was made from good mature willow wood

he’d got it from Kay’s which was quite ironic

as they sold mainly ex-army and military bits

i never dared ask where he got the money from

but he’d bought it second-hand for 10 and 6

each mor...

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It must be so confusing to you.

One second I'm there,

The next I'm not.

One second I'm happy,

The next I'm insufferable

And I'm sorry.

I try so hard to step into the light

And stand there by your side,

But the darkness always whispers

And I allow myself to be pulled back into it.

I'm scared.

The darkness tells me the cruel truth

And the light tells me ...

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So many programmes and news feeds tell us that in

our lives, almost anything we do has a marked

detrimental effect on the world around us.

Consumption consumes.  Waste pollutes.  Food has miles.  Clothes

sweat.  Journeys emit.  So we all, collectively,

know this.  However.  Nothing changes.  Mainly, I

think, because we’re largely – individually –

unable to make a difference.  ...

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Raining
The sun is still
Shining

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In lands where they originate

Religion is a tool of hate,

Aimed at the freedoms that we give here,

So why do they choose to come and live here?

Declaring that an infidel

Deserves to feel the fires of hell.

I have this question in my mind

But doubt a "faithful" answer I'll find;

Are Muslim cuckoos flying west

To oust our own bird from its nest?

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so it's two minutes to midnight
two minutes to the final ding-dong
get your papers in order
make sure you fill in your leave form..

so it's two minutes to midnight
now is a fabulous time to start smoking again
will the world dive to into a fantasy fuck-fest
or will many people gas themselves in garden sheds..

so it's two minutes to midnight
which album will you put on
whose lips will...

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The Heatons Arts Trail (held in July) is already looking for contributors in the spheres of art, music and words. Of course, we still have our Heatons Twaiku twitter account.

If anyone has ideas for workshops or other poetic activities, please post them here.

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i realized that

once you let the flower die

you can water it all you want 

but it won’t come back to life

the petals fall 

and lose their color

but the roots are always there. 

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You should know

That some things 

Are beyond your control

Some things

You need to let go

It's not giving up

IF you've given it you're all

Let it all out

Then let it all go 

And when you're ready again

Then let the Light in

And let it grow...

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Some gifts that are from God

Blessings that are bestowed upon from above

The essence of my life that still ties my heart to the sole person that bore so much pain

Its you 

The person who never judges any gain

The silence in your love and the innocence of your smile 

Is enough to bring me this far

Your love is the strongest bond 

No other person can love me so dear 

Other...

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Heart beats

Tell me why my heart beats

heart beats

my hearts weak

love me

it feels unique

want something real

yet it’s outta reach

ain’t about them bed sheets

I wanna know that soul

Me you and mary

while I’m sparkin up a bowl

tell me why my heart beats

heart beats

my hearts blind

fucks with me

just wanna vibe

where be that

ride or die

c...

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when the sun disapper 
my courage would too
sewng my lips tight together 
told be slience or ELSE
tears fell as rain made the grass grow
i buried myself like a dog hiding its bone 
years passed, before i knew it i couldnt dig myself out 
a tree grew, where it thought to never grow
raising up, sun in my eye leaving me blind
a new set of eyes brought to me 
reborn like the second coming of...

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Feelings are
Pent up
Held in
Confined

You feel
Uneasy
Unsettled

And wish
Refined

Come the moment
They are released
Or remain contained
More so repressed

All that matters is
You feel relief
No more pain

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when the night gets dark
my mind just  like a lark
takes flight from place to place
doth comes face to face
some memories from the past
some dreams that forever last
some stories untold
deep inside did I fold
in silent dark room
like a witch sitting on broom
I go on a ride
beaming all with pride
the places never dared
my worldly eyes stared
tonight in a forest black
I go on to slack
...

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I hoped we had left it all behind.

Decades since I crossed the factory floor

when chants of ‘get your tits out for the lads’

bounced off the nude pics pinned to the walls.

Blinding myself to the gestures and grunts,

the stares and leers, the very real fears.

The “I’m not taking orders from a woman.”

I hoped we had left it all behind

with the men who would rather fuck o...

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As foreseen the lion's jaw widens
and through it's moment of perfection
becomes a teapot losing its lid
in the nature of clouds to alter and collide
up there are examples to follow for the while
my small print checking weevil
becomes your firebrand cuckoo
faces slam into mountainsides
and palaces lost to the landslide 
leave mere quills from the goose
bountifully high white pillows
...

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A rainbow of emotions... 
Is covering the sky of her life... 

Sometimes she feels a tragic downpour across her cheeks... 
Sometimes  there's this happy wind that blows her heart off... 

But she still can't see anything across her pathway.. 
On the other side nothing seems to be clear... 

Stumbling in her journey... 
On pebbles of uncertainty... 
She wonders where's the light... 
S...

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Maybe I’ll just listen to myself sing that might be more depressing even when I think I’m getting a little closer I get ignored pushed a little further I can’t be drawn out under covers the question wonders dirty secrets I know you’d never keep it but still under my disguse I thought youd shelter me out the clear can see I’m hurting a broken piece you never left for good I guess I’m just here for ...

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Messages keep us alive 

When the silence fills the room

The sound of your messages act as a revive 

They allow me to feel your closeness, to share a moment that cannot be spoken 

A word, an emoji or a gif image 

To share what we have is more a privilege 

The phone beeps and I’m there in the moment

What we have and share is more a commitment

Time goes by, just 40 minutes is ...

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His name is Brandan, a short fat stumpy bloke

He listens to no one and drinks diet coke

Lots of coffee and energy drinks

Prey you never smell his breath, because my god it stinks

He wanders around like he’s god’s gift to women

But that’s not the case and his bull shit is brimming

Out from his mouth as he’s speaks so much shit

You would get knocked the hell out as if you’d...

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Grey bin days

Ash spilling

Sparking

From beneath

Buckled

Loose-fitting metal lids

Carried back- breakingly

To the monstrous wagon

Limping it’s way

Around the close

Like a club-footed relic
 

Behind the chipped

Leaded glass of number thirteen

A terrible gargoylian face

Pressed up close

Stares out

Mrs Ashall has seen a football fly over her neat ...

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There was something about him,

I couldn't put my finger on it,

I didn't know if it was the way he made me laugh like no one else could, or if it was the way he would carry himself, or if it was just because he was great company,

The way he would interact with those he loved always amazed me, like he would do anything for them, risk his own happiness just to make sure they keep theirs,

...

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When the sordid moon drools luscious, raw light,

I am the slice of thunder.

Predisposing,

Permeating

Poisoning the placid night.

A feast of anxiety and malady.

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The cool breeze coming from the window, 
touching my cheeks, 
like soft touch of mother, 
calming, soothing and loving.
The melodious song of
chirping birds, 
that woke up before me
and are ready to start hunt for meal. 
The joggers started jogging 
in the park, 
which I can see from my window. 
Smile, laughter and greetings
welcoming the first ray of hope
in the horizon,
after a lon...

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The time has come to let you go. 
To set you free.

To let you roam the land.
Fly the sky. Sail the sea.

Your freedom had been taken, now go, 
Do as you plea.

No more walls, locks, cuffs, guards or keys.

My brother, the time has come to set you free. 

Run, walk or crawl.  Fly if you want. 

Feel the wind blow wild against your pale white face,  
And smile. 

Escape the pain...

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On the other side of you is me.

Then on my left and on your right is her.

Tight with strings that pull us closer, 

deadly three. 

If you touch her, I die.

If I touch her, you die. 

Unable to admit ourselves, 

situation makes us lie. 

Telling everyone: 'I am fine.' 

only to keep my friends with me. 

So I am just smiling...

and drinking poisoned wine.

It contains ...

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Enchanting beauty black magic

crimson fire burning desire

She Devil hell raiser

out of the darkness

beast lies hidden beneath

human female seductive form

I yield my soul

male slave sexual spell

ignoring the warning signs

without shame totally used

door closes weeping constantly

dreams shattered beyond belief

stolen spirit heart possessed

suicide note ashes re...

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the day that ben got binned 
it was to everyone the funniest thing 
he asked his friend
 for a hand to lend 
his friend refused .
Ben got confused 
he winged nd moaned
bitched nd groaned
dragging nd cursing the bin to it's home

he lift the wheely bin lid
his fingers had slipped 
he dropped the wee bin nd panicked a bit
ben had to think quick ..
so he dove in the shit 
and rescued t...

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The Nullarbor Plain, seven hundred miles of waterless plain but with many trees (and untold kangaroos) is other-worldy in its exquisite and remote presence. Like most parts of non-urban Australia it is a dangerous and even fatal place for fools and risk-takers, who regularly pay the ultimate price. This piece is about the aura of darkness that surrounds the happy traveller in such surroundings.

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Figures of Speech

One sin a lifetime

Two young too much

Three tened me father

Four who he did touch

Five said it once...

Six son I am

‘S even stevens

Eight errible man

"Nine!" said the fuhrer

Ten ding to fear

Eleven kill Santa

Tw’elves and a deer!

X

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Pronto in misery?

Don't be.

Life is an ecstacy,

you are unable to see.

This is the phase,

which demands your praise,

but you busy in chase,

of this virtual maze.

What do you want?

What makes you haunt?

Stop this era of daunt,

is thrilling spree of jaunt.

The thing which is must,

is only self trust,

will annihilate all dust,

now choose life's lust.

Fi...

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Jellicle
Jellicle
Jellicle Cats with their three names

The Common
The Unqiue
The Label

The I in which no one but "I" would know. A self inscribed name tag collar wrapped 'round in my keyboard cutthroat self inflicted mental recognition.

Maybe
The Gay One?
The Stupid One?
Fatass?
Selfish.

Pollicle
Pollicle
Pollicle Dogs, with their bark BARK BARKING up and down t...

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It is time for Renewal and Rebirth!

The shedding of habits, worry, and fear

Letting go will put my mind at ease.

I no longer want to feed stress and self doubt,

In the corners of my mind they disappear.

I wash away the negativity,

I wash away the pain,

I wash away the regret,

My goal is no longer to please.

My heart will no longer hurt,

I will put mysel...

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Hope exclaimed "Life is a canvas painted in black and white"
"You my friend stuck in the strands of plight"
"Wait oh Dear! Let the dawn untangle and bring delight" 

Oh, no Hope! "I can wait no more for my silver armoured Knight"
"I no longer have the courage to fight"
"nor stand against my brutal fate's might!"

Oh, my dear! "You are in the twilight of a daunting night"
"Only Out of dark...

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Swinging girl under the shelter
Swinging all the time... 
Coming back to the shelter,
But again in the sun..

Smiling with the golden..
Golden the sun..
Get golden her fingers 
But burn through the fun...

She loved that pretty golden,
Heaven under the sun...
Coming back to the shelter 
But again in the sun...

Roovi.. 

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We love Manchester hear us all say,

We love Manchester,let us all pray,

For the lives lost in this sad city scare,

For the injured survivors ,pray soon to repair.

We come together stronger than before.

Much stronger than the perpetrators who crept through our door.

We are all the same people and shed similar blood.

As the tears down our cheeks painfully flood.

For the injur...

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Dead wood, no good.

Get rid of the dead 

wood that won’t burn 

like wet yew branches.

People are dead wood,

like soul callouses.

They cling to you,

bring only judgement.

Spouting forth sin,

or their own piss;

its all the same

when you don’t drink it.

They call you wrong,

say you are useless, 

no use for burning.

I smack the dead wood

out of my life,

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We fell apart so effortlessly.

Like snowflakes from a cloud.

We looked like we were floating,

but reality was the ground.

We came to pieces.

Like leaves withering in fall.

Our hearts and our heads,

got mixed up in it all.

We lost our color.

Like paint drying in the sun.

We didn’t mix the right way,

thus the breaking had begun.

Is this a sad story?

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A splash of scattering wind wags the brittle stalks of winter bleached grasses

and sends bald tree tops sweeping slow arcs against the cloud dashing sky.

The old ash behind me breathes easy with the slow dozing rhythm

of these waiting and watching January woods.

Snowdrops gather to whisper secret stories,

mythical tales of springtime’s approach,

while the deeper digging roots

...

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So you are lost in dreams so deep whole night

And I long to hear phone's beep whole night

At dawn, I realised, my awakening

Though my destiny remained asleep whole night

I know the remedy, I know the toxin..

What to lose, and what to keep whole night

She might have waited for me to take her back

This is what made me to weep whole night

Sharafat, night is...

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Battling with the inner me and the outer me

Who I am on the inside is starting to bleed out

Insecure

Withdrawn

Hopeless

Scared

Believing in me has slowly drifted away

My heart is beating slowly

The love I have for me has changed most days I don’t know who I am

When I look in the mirror I don’t see the beauty anymore I see the things that I have issue with the things that...

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CHOOSE LIFE, choose getting fired, choose beating the system, fucking the system, fuck the system. Choose office politics, small talk, polite talk. Signing birthday cards for people you don’t even like. Choose snacking because you are bored, eating cake because it’s there.  Filling up the coffee machine, smiling once you’ve done it. Choose getting praise for work you hate, hating work for peo...

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 Have you ever felt the joy of looking at the clear sky?
Lying down on the ground flat 
Trying to measure its limitlessness

Have your ever felt the joy of looking at the drops of rain?
Falling down, making a puddle
Seeing a spectrum of colors form over the surface

Have you ever felt the joy of looking at the uncountable stars at night?
Capturing the exact moment when
You can see them t...

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You emptied my heart of all it's sorrow
And then promised me a new tomorrow

I sit here and I wait 
For news of a date

My patience runs up and down 
As I try to eliminate my frown

You promised me a new tomorrow 
Now I wait with newfound  sorrow

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Alive are the branches soaring the sky

Flowers are purple smelling to pride

Green and soft leaves allowing the tree

To breathe the excitement of being just

Free

Summer arrives and so does the drought

Oh the poor bloomer with tears it fought

The ages of water, the ages of rain

"No shortage of water may cause enough pain"

The Forrest did say

Branches brown, wi...

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You’ve come from somewhere;

                       you’re going somewhere else.

On a wall in this minster of stations

is a map of the North Eastern Railway

around 1900. Lines criss-crossing

North Yorkshire: Coxwold, Ampleforth,

Helmsley, Hovingham, Slingsby,

Kirbymoorside. Amotherby,

Wetwang, Fangfoss.

Memorials to that railway chancer

George Hudson. Puffed-...

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It's sad to say

but I don't remember who you are

this person I once loved    

sometimes I think you're a figment of my imagination                          

memories of a past life that's being wipped out of existence                          

and as that that happens I lose a piece of myself          

I don't remember who I used to be  

I don't remember the me who wasn't pret...

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The love i have is exploding thur my mind,

i close my eyes and the star light shines.

when i think of you in the dusty rain,

i remember ther was never mystic pain.

i have so much love i think i will burst,

i never wanted to hear the curse.

my sileance was the spark of your love,

and when the morning returned, it was the white dove.

i sang to the river, and prayed to the tr...

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I am from the sun, the moon and all that lies between.

I am from the dark, the light and that which isn't seen.

I am from whence the wind blows and home is ever out of reach.

I am from the all lives I've touched and the lessons within.

I am love, I am fear, I am truth, I am sin.

I am where I belong, though I yearn to fit in.

I am mocked, I am scorned and all the persecu...

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Take me back to the days of heady boutiques

Those psychedelic shades which heighten the senses

Racks of lush purple velvet, loon pants, cheesecloth, suede mini skirts

Float me to Biba, Granny Takes A Trip

Where tender darkness and patchouli wafting

Not sickly Haribo sweetness...clinging, cloying

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THE END TO A PERFECT WAY

I've tried to please,
 put others at ease
went out of my way to be friendly
clean smart warm of heart
innovative, regarded as trendy.
Heard New year day chimes eighty eight times
seen the reigns of four different Monarchs
heard George the fifth, do the first Christmas speech
and MP's disingenuous bollocks.

Unaccomplished, pleasant of mind
academically non in...

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The arch-light at the end of the view

from my door is

weather-bitten, with mossed steps,

beneath the thumbprint of moon

(the stone, in the fruit

of the afternoon).

Sideways I glance,

over the hedge;

there, spring has hit,

and apple-tree, honeysuckle

and lacquered gate,

preen idly.

I remembered the last time,

your hands closing both of mine,

as we stre...

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And she came out of shadow

Into the world of cruelty

High school ended, college started

She was in new world.

New start. Fill with full of possibilities

But all come with fear

She, always want to be free

But trapped in his own self-made cage.

Dreams which almost fills up her eyes and rest are filled with tears.

She was in unknown world, and someone tapped on her back

...

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'There's a miracle

I can feel it

Don't need to see it

All I have to do is believe'

There is a living God, his love is forever

I am breathing, that's enough proof

Yes! There's a miracle

All can be seen by faith

Do you believe?

We all believe in something, 

Are you doubting yourself?

You are proof enough

You are a miracle

Believe in something, anything

Let y...

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My something is nothing, as something is nothing when measured against the grand scheme of things,
A massive reward, the highest achievement, no more something than a spec in the wind

A name to a prize, a face to a name, a name prize and face that were nothing the same, these nothings are nothing, but something to something, and therefore the nothing has value again

My nothing is something,...

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The rain

Watch it as it pours down

Watch as the sun wains

And as the rain pounds

Staring at the sky of dark clouds

The rain drowns out the sound

Make the world clean and clear

Washing away all the fear

The brisk breeze awakens me

Then finally I can see.

For the what the world can be

And for what it really is

Because there is nothing you can let die

And let an...

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Please would you re-send this for me? - I was a little hasty in sending when there was an error in there! My sincere apologies! - Dorinda

Spring – A Sonnet

Oh bitter wind of winter, never may

Your chilling hostile grip invade the soul

Which is my essence, longs for warmer day

Forbid it be it was my hope you stole

Your predecessor, russet autumn breeze,

Fortellin...

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Add them up and there must be 
one hundred reasons to plant a tree: 

The buds of May inlaid with dew.           1 
The verdure of the summer leaves.       2 
Winter twigs -a filigree                           3 
against the sky’s gunmetal hue. 
Refreshing shade when days are hot,   4  
and autumn colours -red and gold.        5 
Rot down leaves to make leafmould      6 
and mulch it rou...

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In 2018 ist man wer man ist, keine Vorschrift oder Vorgabe, nur was ich habe, steht nicht zu Debatte, jeder denkt er wäre was Besonderes, dickes Auto, Geld und dann kommen die Frauen, genau hinschauen, das ist verlernt und dennoch gewollt in einer Zeit von Online Dating und Bachelor,

es erklingt wie im Chor, warum soll ich mich ändern ich bin wichtig ich bin schick, ich komm zuerst was willst d...

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All I want for Christmas is a boyfriend. 

Someone to love me and treat me right. 

All I want for Christmas is a companion. 

Someone to spend time with whenever I want day and night. 

Please, Santa bring me a boyfriend. 

To keep my lonliness at bay. 

Please, Santa bring me a companion. 

To enjoy spending time with and brighten my day. 

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One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost's "Nothing Gold Can Stay". I often contemplate the poem's meaning and recite it to myself. This week I have contemplated its meaning, once again, as I battled with the struggles of teenage life (and seemingly lost that battle). The poem below is a result of the week's hardships, newfound determination, and an appreciation of nature and of Mr. Frost's poems....

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Give Me Silence

when nights are long

and there is too much time to remember

tear fed raincold roots slide tangled through the dark

and forgotten words dance to an awkward rhythm

you will never understand

do not disturb me

do not distract me

with your promises of light

with your blank reassurances

and your tarnished concern

you do not know

what gro...

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Believe and it will be

Without envisioning greatness it will not be for you,

Self belief is everything and is in what we can do,

Our actions are powerful with imagination and ingenuity,

When we have a strong desire then what we work for is real

Not all can shed the clothes that are given to us,

Those robes that carry only a standard goal,

Why would you wear a robe th...

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Sod wearing purple,

I’m gonna fake dementia.

Sup single malt in Tesco aisles

and Jose Cuervo Gold.                   

Steal Thornton’s biggest fuck-off box

of truffles, milk and dark.

Then stuff my face with Krispy Kremes,

leave fingermarks on magazines.

I’ll ride the roads in off-peak times,

rob Asdas far and wide.

A North West quest to shoplift shite

funded ...

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Once proud England stood low on the mountainside, the greatest war lost with no last post, greediest of worms weakening the foundation of the pure white suited host. 

Blue blood is the colour of the already dead corpse, defeated the dove, incomplete without wings, peacocks of the millennium hoodwinked, magpies claw away remains of roadkill, minority fleeing in their secrecy or congratulatory si...

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Anxiety ticking knocking doors down fuck this frustration i feel alone now . Fuck this damn party fuck this damn club, toxins in body i threw away love. All  for this feeling , to feel like the man . God never told me the weight that it brings ,awful thoughts even about beautiful things man distracted pittied and bored . I just want this feeling to die or grow old . Its a leech on my body a stress...

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She was paper. 
She had been written on, erased, crumpled and ripped into pieces.

And she was...

beautiful...

Beautiful despite the indents left by those who wrote too hard and erased too carelessly.
Beautiful despite the many rips and creases she gave herself in fear of never being beautiful.

He was tape.
He had been used, removed, and torn.

And he was...

stunning...

Stunn...

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It seems that's the way life works
The toiling and bustling 
All wrap up into a a bow
But it's decayed inside 
You lose the gift of life along the way
Your hopes and dreams begin to fade 
Your doe eyes become jaded
Your heart no longer beats
It just thuds against your chest
Like a rock hitting the pavement 
Trying to break itself
Before it gets broken

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I asked If I wrote for you would you read it? I asked if I still had love for you would you need It? All I can think about is when we on that dock had our first kiss, Cupid shot that arrow and did not miss, How will I get through this? When you asked me to leave caused all this pain, Every day we have been apart has driven me insane.

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এই শুয়োপোকা কাল..

রক্ত জবার ক্ষত জাগা প্রাণে

তোমার আমার বাড়িঅলার এহেন নিও নিও ফন্দি-
আসলে তো ফারাকের..

তথ্য আর অবগতির এই উপকূল উপদ্রুত সিভিলিয়ান অঞ্চল

খামারে_ বাসনার বিবিধ বেলুন, ক্লেদ, বুদবুদ..

পলক হাওয়ায় সহসা পাওয়া কোন নাম আর কেবলই

হারায়ে ফেলা দোনামনা মন যে গ্যাছে বুঝি মেঘের

বাড়িতে নাকি? ছেড়া স্যান্ডেল.. খুদে বার্তা- পাঠায়া

রাষ্ট্র জানাইতেছে ডিয়ার সাব্সক্রাইবার,

সে ...

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I’m worried you’re not okay. 

That the taste of my lips can’t revive you. 

I throw my love at you. 

But you refuse to accept it. 

You live with your tounge not your heart. 

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I'll make my bed to have you lie in it
I'll make breakfast and the table to have you eat around it
I'll use your body as a musical instrument
I'll play songs from your head to your toes
I'll sing to you before we sleep
I'll be sure to give you space
I'll be sure to let you speak, be free and be opened
I'll not chain you to my dreams but show you
I'll invite you to my wedding but before,
I...

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Have you counted the seconds that we have been apart , 

I have ,

I've counted grains of sand from an hour glass,

Watched every last one fall 

Hoping When it reached the bottom you'd be here again 

The cycle repeats and nothing has changed. 

The damage is done ,

I can't get this time back 

I should've gave you more when I had it. 

Every second. 

Every lesson 

This t...

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We all started this life screaming, red faces infants, exiting mothers wombs with something to say. Things have changed now. We no longer know how to speak our minds, we cross our legs and bite our tongues refusing to let the words escape. How did we get to this point? When did we realize our opinions no longer mattered? it's funny to think that silence is mistaken for tactfulness. "its not my pla...

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There's a girl that lives on the moon, 
You can see her, a beauty in the face of beauty, sitting there alone, watching everything turn into doom...
Nothing grows there, nothing comes and nothing goes...
Everything is moving but only goes,
In cirlces...
That girl on the moon has a steel melting smile,
But alas! No one has seen it in quite a while.
And to have no one to talk to or share with ...

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never

(in my sixty years)

was there One

(in my

hissing

slate grey

eyes)

that felt

mOre

beaut

iOus

than yOu

(just dOn’t

tell

yOur

mOther)

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Far beneath the roar of the ocean waves.

And deeper still than galleons graves.

Sleeps a lost city, with no sun or no moon.

A City buried forever in its watery tomb.

No light falls upon Atlantis from shining stars.

As stricken statues lie cracked with scars.  

Statues once worshipped with the utmost awe.

Now they roll in anger on the deep ocean floor.

Pillars of m...

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Do look out the window, dear.

see

the autumn leaves fall

as the fires die

down.

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Words, feeling, deeds,
nothing could tell you where this alley leads,
standing strong, the key in your hand,
nothing wrong with your pretended end.
Walking on, walking fast, the alley along.
Into the shadow you take a walk,
into the the shadow, into the dark.
The shape of twighlight people,
standing side by side.
The key just like a needle,
you are holding tight.
Passing the alley faste...

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i can't do it anymore

the pain

the hurt

no more.

i want it to go away.

to be at peace

to be happy

to forget

but no more.

we were perfect

in love

happy

but no more.

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I talk to new face, and run different races,
And visit new places and I still have a restless soul..
I will imagine of the fairy
And the house of the devil,
The cold of the waterfall,
And the hot of the sun,
I will day dream about castles,
And wonder how the beggars live.
I like the ethnic beauty of a saree,
I like the length of the shorts i wear.
I dream about a perfect wedding,
And th...

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I want to criticize you

for acting this way.

The anger,

the gritted teeth,

the clenched fists,

the same apology afterwards.

I want to yell at you

for being this way

until I realize 

I am the same as you

because you created me.

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His head on my chest as I laid down on the bed. My hand on his body feeling every rib under his skin. Still have the teeth marks on my soul and a ink drawing that is not yet permanent. Feeling the needle and the last breath as he looks towards me. At the wrong place in the world. A beer poured on the ground and arms to short to reach.

Once again not able to be there.

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Concerning the Title:

I hope this title isn’t too misleading

I’m a nineteen year old kid in college

Who (hopefully) has a whole lifetime ahead of him

But just like life no one knows how it will go

I look back in life and realize that amnesia might hit me earlier that I thought

Of course, I have memories. Everyone does. I think.

I remember I was a child, then I was a teen

Pl...

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I’d like to think I’m a poet

with symphonies of words 

flowing from my pencil 

but I’m not

Not that anyone thinks I am

I’d like to think I’m an artist

blessed with the ability to move people

with a single brushstroke 

but I am not unfortunately 

Though I wish I was 

So much I wish I was

I’m so much more in my head than on paper

I like to think I’m...

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Friday night we walked along the beach
talking over a static sea
through all we wearily witnessed this year
still we speak in riddles
the way men often can
it only gets harder as you get older
weighted with expectation
You didn't turn to face me
kept your eyes fixed on the horizon
said 'she's pregnant' 
with a pregnant smile

Black boots kicking stones across wet sand
choking out cong...

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Why were you so hard?
And why did it take me so long to realize
That it made me afraid of being soft?

I will never again
Fall in love with someone
Who doesn’t love as if his life depends on it

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 BETWEEN TWO STONES

 Horses raced here

 Until the railway

 Cut the field in half

 Between two stones

 And a third

 No longer standing.

 The first excavation

 Proved this to be true

 From the clay pipes

 And wine bottles

 Now cleaned

 And catalogued.

 More recent surveys

 Using methods

 Geophysical

 Indicated the presence

 Of se...

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Write about your feelings, they say

they say you have a creative mind

for tonight, the lights are down and

tomorrow is the time

Yet words remain unwritten

tears, pour unsolicited

magic, musical connection

the language which we bid

Fear, it rings within our ears

they play, they laugh, they run

charismatic foolishness

the peoples’ hearts you’ve won

...

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MY FRIEND GINNY

You're a nice sensation when you are on my lips

I love to touch you with my fingertips

I like the feeling when you are going down

You say nothing, and you never frown

You're tall, slim and as cool as ice

When you touch my cheek it's very nice

Oh love is blind, yet I can see

You're my favourite G and T

Oh my, my, my, my G and T

How I love you ...

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Wakened to the morning hush,

watch the daylight slowly push

and ding goes the phonio.

Breathing out and wafting by

motors on the roadway sigh

and ding goes the phonio.

Up our noses poison fumes

come seeping in our little rooms

and ding goes the phonio.

Source and cause of endless marvel

constant is our carnival 

and ding goes the phonio.

Roun...

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Golden Boy with such courage

How do you do it?

How do you know them?

Peoples faces turn when you walk

The talk is more than what you say

As you strut with such glory

Golden Boy with such praise

How did you get there?

Why do people love you?

You’re admired by many 

People strive to live the life

You’ve made it golden Boy

Golden Boy why the facade?

Wh...

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I'm not worth it

I am never enough

Always first dropped

The last to be picked

For once I'd like you to say no

But I know it causes you pain

And I am not worth enough

To put you through that

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Love is all around us,

Love blankets the air.

You know that someone loves you

Although no one may be there.

It begins 9 months before you’re born,

And lasts for eternity.

That day you take your dying breath,

Love will live on you see.

Love is that smile you wake up to,

That twinkle in your eye,

That laugh when you remember,

That look up t’wards the sky.

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It’s dark now

In a morning

And I really don’t like the cold

Rising early

In the dead dark world

I’m feeling suddenly old

My bones creak

And my back is aching

I’d like to be back in my bed

Dreaming.

Still, there are bills to pay

And work to be done

So I’d better make a move

It’s cold now

In a morning

And I want to be home before its d...

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Last spring was filled with joy and
Laughter.
With little children's giggles
Began a new chapter
Of my life.

A little girl with beautiful
Curly hair
Gave me some candy
As I was sitting on the side of the road
Hungry, and homeless.
A little boy came up to me
And gave me a hug.

Two adults were walking by.
They kicked me in the stomach
And told me to leave
My resting place.

But ...

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Do not let my first-footer be that ghost
of years ago, he always seems to come
at Hogmanay. What bothers me the most -
I know his game, the beating of his drum
dressed up like bells, I've heard that sound before
and he knows all too well I'll let him in
each time that he comes knocking at my door;
Then suddenly I've lost myself again.
Not this year though. My threshold does not want
...

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(A poem for the turning of the year, taken from my 2013 collection A Long Way to Fall. The artwork that accompanies it is by the late great songwriter and social chronicler, Graeme Miles)

Out of the smoke of a candle flame
lit to mark the turning of the year
I rise, wreathe soot and feathers for my cloak.

Bright eyes flash long-forgotten glimmers, sparks
of peoples who’ve spun ghosts...

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new year, new me

new year, same old shit, same broken me.

the games they play will never change

the lies they tell will only grow in numbers

and every one

will erode at my happiness

and reduce what could have been mountains

down to only dirt.

i am broken

shattered

irrepairable 

destroyed.

i used to be

i try to be

so kind

and compassi...

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At the end of each year we both hug the world at night
watching the ice slemnize the vows we make to ourselves
glistening untouched until the dawn taps above the houses
cosseting the spae between the chimneys
quiet in relection counting down the seconds
until the neighbours fireworks lace the sky
welcoming in the new year with all of its glory. 

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