With just enough light in the sky to take out

the newspapers of yesterday

and arrange them, padding in

the galvanised bin;

smoke twists

in a neighbour's garden -

I cup hand and call,

remark upon the vagaries of the weather

and the recent tree

felled on Cobb Hill.

In response I get a half-turn

and shoulder shrug, grunt

of some approximate affirmative,

and...

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The unclean are omitted, 

a different view cast aside, 

there is no place in England 

if you are from the other side

judgemental press, hide behind a lie

fabulorised stories, tut tuts and sighs

they say "how dare you be disabled,

unemployed or high

when a decent working man cannot afford to fly".

Look to your store with a shiny clean floor welcoming people in, filth...

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She took the blame of me

and made it her own

twisted all our words into knots

that they might strangle hope and trust

with that serpent mind, outside of inside

that dragged around all the beauty

in a cloth sack

pulling us back, and I

fought it but she bit my tongue out

strangled me with it

so that all the sadness would float away

to an island of dreams,

and I ma...

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I’m throwing out light

Wherever I go

Making everyone’s day

So warm and bright

I’m gleaming, I’m shining.

Touching everyone with my glow

Wherever I go

Illuminating, providing insight

So everyone will know

I’m radiant, I’m shining

Light exploding all around

Wherever I go

Mirror-ball shards of light

Each dark corner is found

I’m re...

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And what of the children as yet unborn?

Who speaks out for them and will take their part?

As the world watches the hellbound handcart

Spiralling downwards with future stillborn.

When our great great grandfathers walked the land,

It should have been simple to chart a course

Keeping hold of hopes to husband resource,

But now supply is outstripped by demand.

So what ...

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There is a war rallied between our hearts:

some people say love,

other people play love.

But when life becomes a game,

when words can only be spoken by characters,

when breath can only be projected by theatre

then I lose myself...so you lose me....and I risk losing you....

And the curtains fall shut -

Shows over.

And the dice stops rolling -

We lost the bet.

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A severed artery blissfully glowing with crimson stare

Emptied of all but memories, scarred by dreams embalmed with fear

Held the wind in my hand but have I?

Have I held the wind in my hands?

Gave a kiss to a corpse

A cold embrace defines you

Beguiled by the ocean scent

Buried in the sand are my hopes for an indigo sky

As for the remains of a broken soul

Somewhere beneat...

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“It isn't enough for your heart to break

because everybody's heart is broken now.” - Allen Ginsberg

we are all brittle and spotless and so infinite

standing under the same endless spark blue sky

staring through the generations of madness

to find a reason for this seeming insignificance

and god is not the reason but man is the reason

man and his eternal need to cause suffe...

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patchy pink pavements

flowers dropped from chestnut trees

crimson avenue

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Herringbone

The pallor of the parquet floor
Brings recollections of
School, its classrooms, its corridors

Somehow the pattern pulls
Me into a journey through
Time; conjuring images

Of art and assemblies,
Of laughter and lateness,
Of parents and pupils and plans:

For a future unknown;
For escaping the lessons
And the chill of those changing rooms.

A mishmash of memories,
But...

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The Price Tag 
There's an S and a line through it. The S to me is savor.
now the thing with that is when life gives you lemons,
that "s" gets two lines the s is greed and usually bad intention.
or help it to grow and when it grows that s becomes an S,
and thats how the money symbol is despise.
Lives have been taken countries have been dispanded.
Those lines just seem bigger. The moment I em...

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Do you 

Mind

If I 

Don't?

Forgive 

Me 

If 

I won't

Do I

Care 

If you 

Don't?

I care

I don't 

Mind

Others

Don't

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Cocktails tangy fruity and plenty of punch

swaggering from bar to bar getting drunk

swaying into a Sunny Days tanning saloon

cubicle three a bronzed model to be

feeling sexy and sweaty heat is on

dizzy and tipsy but feeling absolutely devine

skimpy white towel slightly slippling sliding away

wonky legs trying their best to walk

legless but carefree shiny golden goddess brow...

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"Stories.They were just stories and lies.She was just like any other girl.Memories.His laughter ,his comforting smile,the warmth.Everything.How could everything be a lie?How could he just leave her,the one who thought him to be her world?"

Deep breaths, a beating heart.

A sorrowful face,a shrill sound.

Cold winds and a memory,

There she was standing on the cold hard ground.

Ima...

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LEARNING TO DANCE.

When I was young I learned to dance.

Early on I took the chance to swerve,

To have the nerve to move my hips,

Have the balls to move my lips and shout.

There never was a moment of doubt

I would be the one to blame.

I would have a claim to fame.

I would be the one who’s always brash.

I would be just Northern trash, with attitude.

The one who’s r...

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I can vividly picture you out,
Distinctly could see your shimmering face in the crowd,
Those big round eyes always had its magic shine,
How can I forget that immaculate smile.. superfine!

You were playful, always in delight,
Even the wrong days just seemed perfectly right,
And overhearing you speak everytime filled in    
my mood with glee,
For a moment I felt shaken a bit, but it held m...

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I walk the streets, danger I see.
Hope tonight God looks after me.
Desperate, nowhere else to turn.
I walk the streets, a living to earn.

Mouths to feed and a habit too.
A broken past, left black and blue.
I get looks of hate, dirt and sneer.
These streets I walk, I walk in fear.

With envy I see other girls pass by.
To be just like them so hard I try.
A car pulls up under the dim lig...

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Why do the trees get to be old,

and still be beautiful?

Why do we hunch with age,

while they tower with longetivity?

Why does our flesh fall apart,

while theirs remains unfaltering?

Why do we cycle through generations,

while they simply watch?

Why do the people get to change,

and still be beautiful?

Why must we stay in one place,

while they go as they please?

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to return to that place, I say not, but only

to find what was once lost

to fix the broken part of me..broken

to make what never was

to pull down the shade screens formed

to blind the penitent to newly ordered crimes

and forever fix this rift between the fixers and I.

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Each life

Is our life

My life 

Not your

Life

Your life

Is your life

Not my life

A commitment

We can peer

We can steer

We can

Career

Be near

Over fear

Or drear

Shed a tear

A sharing

We can love

We can hate

We can holy 

Debate

Deep contemplate

Lost fate

Can’t create

Deaths sad state

Ive never seen so much nothing

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If you crawled inside my head, you'd find a room filled with words, upon the walls: pretty lies. Upon the glass pane Windows: gorgeous views. Upon the ceiling: all the darkness within. Upon the floor: cute sayings. And where lay the bed, upon the sheets, words of you, describing beauty lost between the heart and soul, and upon the pillow scents of you to remind me of your prescence, but even ...

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Stopping enroute to pee

I catch the moon’s great white face

shining at the window like a prison

light above the courtyard.

Whoever it was looking for

must be long gone,

there is nothing now

except for a few delusions;

like your shadow in the dark

and the ghost of the cat

that recently died

brushing his way quietly

between my legs.

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This is the way the world ends.
Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
Do not fear the light of the dying star for it will yield no pain.
It is mortal, it is ended.
Fading out like the dimming of the candle, then extinguished, forever.
No light shall ever again grace these barren lands
As dust forever billows across its scarred surface
And drinks its voluptuous seas.
Like a standing ovation,
...

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Forget most gangsta rappers

It's getting out of hand

When they say they know Killers

They're probably talking 'bout the band

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The English see what the English are

And - whilst rarely known to brag -

Know they're more by far than a jaundiced star

Stitched up on a made-up rag.

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Hearts are true

Voices are new 

People and places

Shoes and laces

Yes or no 

Rain or snow

Sun but moon

Walked but flewn

Rubys are red

People are pink

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Why does nobody do anything?
Why does nobody do anything?

Live for the weekend
Watch TV
Live for the weekend 
Watch TV
Out on the town for the weekend
Watch TV Watch TV

Why does nobody do anything?
Why does nobody do anything?

Escape into your escapism
Get lost in your escapism
Trust in your escapism 
Get trapped into escapism
Escape from your escapism 
Escape from your self m...

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The truth is the feeling of the absence of feeling is the loudest.

To become so accustomed to it that once it's gone the customs are blind and without direction.

Memory's flow throughout the mind when the scent of it strikes the nose like past against the present.

Without thinking of it you feel the brush of air slide from the base of the neck to the crest of the ear.

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It’s occurred to me recently how enormously impressive is the range in design of corkscrews.

I managed for years with a conventional one; one-pieced with a T-bar, as I still have on my penknife.

But now I may choose between those with a collar and side-arms, those which lever on the bottle’s neck or even those which inject gas to pop the cork out.  There’s the Raymond Blanc, the rechargeable...

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rain again tonight.
light scatters
on the  pavement
like glass

i remember
the broad
curve of the river
keeping time
with the windows
of the train

i watched you
watch the water pass,
one palm curled
around the shadow
of your wrist

i was waiting then, too

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Well, it’s been a sorted mess

At times in the limelight;

In dark at the backstage

Bound to happen I guess

In a relationship so vintage

Quest started by following

Stars on a cloudless night

Someone made a dreary device

Traced rains on one fine evening

Then observed next day’s bright

Finicky and Frantic, wasn’t he?

Sleepless night owl so deadly

I be...

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Walk up the stairs,

You fall down one case nobody seems to care

keep crawling

spikes

clouds

pools of blood

Ow Ow Ow

Hurts like walking on knives

Can get back up through all the hard times

Try! Try! Try! Try! Try!

Black night

I can’t see I need to

turn on the light

open yourself to a better life

start and finish your resolution

find a solution

pow! po...

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A tap on the bum,

A hug from behind,

A kiss on the neck,

Look at me from the side.

These mean so much more

Than those three little words

“I love you”

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Falling, complete fear stricken through my heart.

Paralyzed, stuck by myself with my thoughts.

Floating, across space the journey lots.

Struggling, fighting gravity’s part.

Death, inevitable no more fight.

Astronaut, separated from his rocket.

Flying through time, in the space pocket.

Realization, now looking at the sight.

Amazing, the stars so bright and colorful...

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Tell you that I want you

without being bold.

Tell you that I miss you,

without seeking control.

How do I forget that I met you

when the mind won't let go.

Pretend I don't like you

after you've awakened my soul.

I met a man

who touched my heart

and knocked down a wall,

stimulated me mentally

but the physical took control.

I'm speaking from the heart,

no bar...

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Shake my finger tips you have me picking for the light I kissed. Run to my love when it's sugar free now my voice mellows out I'm afraid to speak. Ask a few more question so I can figure out my plan to leave. Your right to question how I spend my days to betray love in crying waves to compete for yet another sheltered dismay.

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Under the bed

Under fed

Under weight

Under nourished

Forgotten never seen

Out of sight

Out of their minds

Out of food

Out there in the great beyond

Undefeated

Full of courage

Some barely living on grass

Hanging on by a  t h r e a d

Left behind

Left for dead

Left hidden under the bed

Drawn out

Sketched to the world’s attention

By ...

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Last night was more than anyone could bear.
Last night they plunged a dagger into Yorkshire,
approving plans to poison land, to fracture 
the ground beneath our feet, to choke the air.

Four thousand people sent in their objections.
A hundred speakers warned what could occur.
But seven County Councillors didn't care
and kicked North Yorkshire in the wrong direction:

a course that leads ...

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A dismal claque

Of catcalling delinquents

Dogs my steps

It’s a surly black dog pack

With curled down cup handle tails

Snarling and hissing at my heels.

It scuttles to the shadows

When I turn to face it

To re-gather whenever

My morale is low

One of the cohort

Spawned from the litter

A miserable

Mewling

Half dead

Toothless

Skeletal

W...

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The heavy heart

Born at loss
the heavy heart
passed around and tossed
longs to be
but seems to be
always at a loss
cares to easy
falls to much
and always has a cost
the heavy heart
longs to love
but never seems
to find it
handles well
rejection
but fear it does
and fear it so
hides it's feelings
backs away slow
tucks in tail
runs away
love never showed
the heavy heart
eas...

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Between A Rock & A Hard Place

Trust me

said the man I didn’t trust

Stay in

every part of me

is against

what he stands for

but he has support

from the people

that I trust

Trust me

said the man I didn’t trust

Get out

every part of me

is against

what he stands for

but my heart aches

for what I believe

to be right

Don’t ...

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They stand,

Hand-in-hand,

In their elder days,

absorbing view of sea, of sky, of sand,

of bird, of wave of weed,

Sky to the horizon,

Looking forward,

Peace, a shroud of the land,

surrounding them,

enshrining them,

At peace together in

their Elder Days.

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The flowers are blooming, the hot sun is shining
This precious plot of land where everything grows
Turning right, turning left, bountiful juxtapose
Of polkadot colours, spreading through the lining

The plants creep towards east, where the sunshine exists
Opening their petals to accept the power
Responsible beauty an act of empower
That fuses their forum of an endless abyss

Climbing, sc...

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Summer nights is what I liked the best.

Sitting around watching the sunset.

The smell of bonfires was my favorite part.

Drinking until the sun came up.

Not a worry in the world, it was just me and you.

Late night fishing and havin' a few.

Summer nights never lasted long, but I'll always remember each and every one.

-Danielle Ciulla

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True punk is testicles on the table,

True punk shocks and shames,

True punk tells no lies,

True punk shouts,

True punk exhibits,

True punk hurts,

True punk

No more

Someone stole punk’s rebellion,

Someone stole punk’s crusade,

Someone stole punk’s soul,

And then spat it in punk’s face.

The pureness of punk’s anger,

The naivety of punk’s war,

The a...

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an eerie fog out in the night 

winds in slowly

wraps up tight

a spook, a shout, a fright 

a deadly shrill rings through the cold 

the frost sets in 

and numbs old bones 

that lay here 

til the dawn unfolds 

forge on through the attack

blind to light 

and lost in black 

don't trip 

don't slip 

don't lose your grip 

sings every last to...

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''here- hold this''

he offers it to her-

she holds out

her hand-

''keep your fingers together''

he smiles-

she sighs

holding her fingers apart-

''try and grasp it''

he watches her.

Looking at him

she forgets her hand-

he picks it up

and, again smiling,

he repeats-

the votive offering-

words and foto Tommy Carroll

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Kiss me I’m a misfit,

Fusing in a mass

Estimating human form,

Away from what the normal call ‘the norm’.

Kiss me, I’m a mismatch of ill fitting parts,

Head’s not small, more like a bowling ball.

My legs aren’t right,

Both right and left are left all wrong.

Kiss me I’m a misfit

That lurches to one side,

Giving a wide berth to curious eyes.

And my eyes...

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(how it came to be writ)

Once upon a time a young would-be poet turned
Union executive member attended a T.U.C. course
At Oxford`s University College (at which Shelley 
had - for a minimal time - studied) and struck up a
friendship - based on their mutual love of poetry -
 with the beautiful secretary of the tutor. Their after - 
lecture rambles and chats became longer and more
close...

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He nods to one side

Gives in to a few minutes

Maybe half an hour’s worth of tiredness.

In his bungalow

Time is stood still

Mid afternoon melts in through the curtains

Through the half open window.

Outside impatient young mums

Scold their primary school children for wanting to go on the swings

When they just want to get back home

And plant them in front of the tv

Wh...

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My interview with the artist Melanie Manchot for Brighton's Radio Reverb. You can hear me talking about the back story to Zones of Avoidance which won the 2013 Ted Hughes Award for New Work in Poetry

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I’m here to tell you
that she is

My Jamia
My Adrienne
My Lyn-Z

My Sally
My Morticia
My April
My Pam

My stars in the cold black night
My Punk Rock Queen

She’s a rebel
She’s a riot
She’s a muse

And I’ll always wear her heart proudly on my sleeve
because
her love is my energy
her love is my gasoline

and we’re burning bright.

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They whisper to me in the darkest shadows. Tells of deceit,horror,and mayhem. Voices stealing the safety of my sainty. I lay awake in horrible realization that the voices are shining light on your demons, the very same demons you tried to lay blame on me. All this time it was your words filling my head, and my betrayal that fills my heart.

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Sitting here now thinking back to something great i feel as if ive left behind so today I went outside and took that drive to a memory I left far behind so finally after all this time I pull up in the drive and there that old house sits not what it once was or at least how i left her in it so i wlk with caution to that memory and as i get to the door i see these hinges are coming off and its evide...

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counting the stars
he opens up the window
pouring for inspiration
inbetween breaks

severing sleep
from pale shades of dreams

crossing bridges
over the moon

twisting feelings
from memories

walking barefoot
in naked thoughts

fathomless in
the midnight breeze.

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it loves you, too
though I'm sure I've said it before
and it was more special the first time.

you've got a face that goes with most weather 
though my blood feels heavier when it's raining
so maybe that's why the rain
loves you more

weighted down, fevered
against my bedsheets
sometimes that's where your face stamps me
in the middle of the night
branded and searing
to the tune of pi...

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They married young and grew apart, as people often do.

Future life for both of them will be with someone new.

The problem though, was cash so short

they could not move their home.

Until some savings could be made,

and low cost rents be found.

Circumstance demanded that

the bed must still be shared.

Things were tough, no time for fun,

except for weekend booze.

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You should have been here yesterday
Ten thousand flamingos danced all over the square
A bouquet of jasmine blooms filled the air
Golden geese spiralled a mid-air fanfare
Peace doves gently dropped ribbon boxes of chocolate eclairs

You should have been here yesterday
Billionaires gave away their mansions and wares
Rare paintings
             and rare cars 
                       with fre...

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I wrote this from a few lines that have been running round my head for a while now.

Right

The house to our right is empty, right now,

Right out of people and sofas.

All that stuff.

They’ve got the builders in, right now,

to make sure it’s right.

Just ... perfect.

Right before Christmas my mate moved out.

Everything in there was alright.

It was home.

...

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Differences

I don't care where you came from 
I don't care about your likes 
All I care is that you are special to me 
There are things we don't understand
There are things we don't like
But all I know is that, I am not here to judge!

Things may not reamin the same 
Things may not go the way we want it
But I know I will always appreciate it
Our feelings changes over time
And so does...

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It was diced with vodka shots

Laced in tears

Permutated throughout the day

With fag ends

Cluttering the day

Who saw the death of C. R.M coming your way.

His hand on the bus pass

Pushing in front of the cue

Making his way to a destination

Undesirable   to you

Took himself to a coffee stop       

With no thought to drink

Just to take a...

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To the dear children and grand children I yet hope to have. Are you happy with what I left you? Are you happy with my legacy? Are you happy with this world and this country? Is it good enough? Are you happy that I, like many others, left this world voiceless under the heel of corruption and greed? Are you happy I failed to change our preserved traditional backwards ways? Are you happy many sleep i...

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I never write on things that rhyme
I don’t chase girls before half-past nine
My wallet’s empty the dosh is gone
Like the fastest cake, it’s scone, it's gone,
Y’look at me and wait for a smile
But I’ve nowt to say and life’s a trial.
The fridge is empty; the plug’s pulled out,
I only eat food when I go out.
I never drink until Friday lunch,
I’m with a delicate but scary bunch,
...

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Nothing's easier than leaving

when the trace of smoke behind you chokes

the asphalt and the road is empty for you.

Behind and ahead confuse each other

with mingled salutations aimed at your heart,

puny heart that every touch can turn to blood.

Blood left paths in your dreams, remember,

as they used to swallow up these streets and rooms

and lock them, skinned alive in fearfu...

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In giving credence

is there not

a little surrender?

the sign

on the door

is a gender

bender

I’m Jesus

in the temple

with the 

money lender

and the pathway 

of a life

has no 

return

to sender

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Months, then years, flow in
like waves; they lap against our lives
washing ground up dreams along the shore
dreams of all we had to leave there 
upon the shelf
so much darkened distance now
drom certain past experiences
I so longingly need to draw on
O, how I pine
for a single drop 
of cob-webbed wisdom...

Day to day moments we share
they walk the blade-edge of pleasantness
I feel m...

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This is one of the things I wanted to write about:

back in March 1975 when I was randy and 22

I had to go into hospital to be circumcised because

my foreskin bled when my penis grew and blew.

As to the operation I can’t remember anything.

When I blearily came too I looked at my bird,

my disco stick, my ding-a-ling, my joystick,

my middle-leg, my rod, my willie, my wood.

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Between Scenes

Between scenes there are pauses to recollect,

To regroup, rekindle, revisit, admire and replay again,

But not for the reluctant actor!

The reluctant actor,

     Never ‘acts’ the norms and values

Determined to ridicule life,

He’ll not conform to sadistic

Undertakings written with desires on wit,

     She’ll not surrender the question –

Dismisse...

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There is something about you 

Your eyes i think

Something I see when I look at them 

Or rather, into them

Like someone who who wants to say something 

But cant

Someone who is drowning 

But will not call for help

Someone who desires something

But long ago decided it was impossible

Something in your eyes makes me want to love you

And something makes me feel

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I have always wondered how it would feel to fly.

To be untethered from gravity, free.

Would I be frightened by the weightless sensation or empowered by the unlimited potential?

To see the world anew.

Would it be the adventure of a lifetime or the ultimate letdown?

To fly with the wind.

Would I travel to new places or find myself lost, adrift on the breeze?

I sit here, still wo...

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 A55

 Wet windscreen

 High up

 Near Holywell,

 Relentless rain

 Pounding glass

 Obscuring

 Merseyside's

 Distant landmarks,

 Eyes focussed

 On tail lights.

 Soon we descend

 Heading eastwards

 Leaving behind

 Welsh hills

 Veiled in mist,

 Wipers waving,

 Overtaking,

 Still listening

 To Liverpool

 On the radio.

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An uneasy thread,

Thoughts do feed,

Silence becomes sound.

Whispers,

Constant Whispering.

A ringing in my head.

Hearts devour.

Longing grows with feeling.

Senses needing.

A chance,

From here to there,

And the no where in between.

Cold,

But full of warmth.

Dirty but always clean.

To take a hand.

To hold a heart.

To be in ha...

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close

so close

the clothes

there, on the floor

open

him up.

his lips, parted

breathy and

dark.

heavy.

at last, she grins,

a smile above

her chin

becomes his urchin

she takes a step back

falls on the floor

whack.

it's still,

now calm.

embrace

deface

the Heavy Balm.

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Gives value to love to make it a commodity
Alas! Invisibility is a great sense
For blindness finds solace from the horror of the terrifying society!

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you had knocked on my door that evening
with nature wrapped in plastic
you in your gorgeous suit
with your gorgeous eyes
but not the eyes that were mine

you spoke the words that your heart could only shout
and the pour of admiration coming out of your gorgeous eyes
was too much for me to take

(in my mirror I saw a stick 
an odd shape, not one hint of sun;
in your mirror you saw heave...

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The table, says Sergio, used to be an altar

It was sacramental, where the body and blood was truly shared

It was a confessional where all was forgiven, the Prodigal welcomed

Where you came in need and left fulfilled

Where you met in communion, bitterness laid aside, differences suspended

Where strangers were welcomed

Where to have was celebrated and to have not was left at the do...

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A dog died on the streets today
A well bred dog with pedigree
His coat was riddled with fleas and lice 
And his stomach was empty.
He would never bark or snap or crack.
Some would offer him food or treats
And some say he died of sadness and grief
A man died on the streets today 
One less dog to think of 
some were heard to say
On his passing away. 

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I submited with great zeal
when I realized there
was a typo in the first line

Imagine mi surprise
when I looked at the old
draft, realizing my horrible
mistake

Noing the editor
would quickly turn
down my hard work.

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Oi heid the baw
Noo wit's the matter?
Don't greet aboot
Ma dodgy patter.
Jist gies a winch
Behind the wa'
I swear a wulny
Tell yer maw.
Al huv' ye hame
the back a ten
So how's aboot
A smooch then hen?

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Feeling the shiver of light

Running in a loop

The swell of energy

In some strange pattern.

Concentric

Converging

Thoughts running about like a rubber ball

Hurled at the ceiling

In a dusty church.

There's a disconnect

And a way out

At least one dream

Can come true.

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As it is National Limerick Day, here are four limericks of mine.

Limerick #1

I murdered a woman named Stella

Her body is kept in the cellar

My alibi

Says I wasn't nearby

So it must have been some other fella

Limerick #2

A marathon runner named Mark

Went out for a jog in the park

He tripped on a log

And fell on a dog

Whose bite turned out worse than its...

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When I am dead let no one bother No family, friends, foes or any lover, Don't you at my doorstep enter Or even at the graveside venture, Don't! And I mean don't Once again don't, Do not convince the preacher To paint an awesome picture, About my life being holy Cos that will be all foley, So don't! And I mean don't Once again please don't, Do not even worry Or with compassion hurry, For that will ...

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You gave me hope when there was none,

from the misery in the mother and baby units

from my child's extraction, enraged breasts

useless. It was death, childbirth.

I too sat on the beach, at Southbourne

suicidal, with remorse reeking with illness;

I dug my fingers into the dark, cold sand,

and tussled with the need to stay awake.

I suppose the beach at Hastings was ...

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Internal dreams follow you around

with a golden enchantment

No one knows the girl who is all alone

In a pub where no one goes

Witchcraft, murder, death and anger

An accidental queue jumper, that's me!

No one expected doughnut eyes

The eager needle drinks its fill

Leaving pools of shadow across antique eyes

The worst death is self-inflicted

But...

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My Neighbor Across the Road

The road between us is one less traveled, with grass growing between cracks in the asphalt and deep neglected water ruts. It is a road with an incline reaching higher and beyond to some place through darkness tunneling toward light. Whatever we believe is divine is at a fictitious cul-de-sac of a never-ending avenue in a space that is neither rural nor urban, suburba...

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I see you

Do not cry, 

My darling

I see you

Do not feel lost,

My darling

I see you

Do not feel alone ,

My darling

I see you

I see your heart

I see your struggle 

Do not 

My darling

I see you

My darling

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I liar, that’s what I am

I roll my dice from in my hand

I sit upon my throne

Forged from pain

broken promises, pretty lies

They’re all the same

traction, I’m unable to gain

I’m slowly slipping into my old ways

I was getting better

Now it’s worse

Every Name I hear, I curse

But hers’

I cannot do that

she is perfect

she is sweet

I lay my life at her feet

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3:14 am

Smoking a cigarette and thinking of you

My desire for life to be poetic is going to kill me

Delivery?

A kiss goodnight

Of course it's you
carting around your next victim

Rinse and repeat

Do you touch her like you touched me?

I thought I felt desire emanating from your hands but I guess it was all just a ruse

Play the lonely girl

She'll never know what hit her

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With reference to your letter dated blah blah blah

about insufferable nuisance in your local public park.

The one about dogs.

Big dogs, little dogs, fluffy dogs, scruffy dogs,

running dogs, spitty dogs, dogs off leads (dogs on leads).

I believe you when you say you feel threatened.

Plus, no one likes to step into a poo.

And with reference to your letter dated blah bl...

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From the doorway
Rosanna silently watches her daughter.
Ellen is slowly combing her dark hair,  
the September sun just rising into a chill morning,
a small window softening her face
with brushstrokes of perfection,
the chair creaking a floorboard, already old.

The corners of the room
are still in shadow
a white sheet flung sideways at dawn
her sister curled in half the bed
ref...

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People need pani to live, otherwise they die.

Gali is also necessary to feel cool when things get hot.

Mara makes gaali and in turn, gaali gives us oxygen.

With this oxygen, a magu is born.

The magu cries a lot, so you feed it hannu and the sweetness of the hannu will make the magu stop crying.

Soon, the magu will grow up to be a part of the jana.

The jana is in a constant chakra...

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Truly Honered to know these people . They have fought , through thick and thin . With dedication to all forces . And all forces who have suffered within . Never flinched from doing their very best , and caring when things get them down . They give you the strength , just to think of them . Their dedication their trials their ground . 

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I have never felt my own skin,

until i laid with you.

The way you gazed into my eyes,

the way you softly grinned.

Your lips carressed me in such a way.

A confidence i never knew,

came coursing through my veins and i gave it all to you.

You touched me in every way i never knew i needed.

I felt appreciated, loved, adored, and wanted.

The best part was the laughter, and the...

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UPON LEARNING

1

Hutchinson bespectacled gossip thug
befriended Marston well-off smug
who was quite certain he’d not fail
until he felt Hutchinson’s gang betrayal.
H was a very nasty bloke
he had a unique crooked cock.

Pritchard knuckle-jointed lopes
athletic Downs,
through cold bath fields
a solitary cell
the three mile run.

Henry’s boiling
face at tea, mormals
leaking yello...

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You light up my day like the moon in the night sky 

Smoke a blunt with me, let's get high 

Your smell takes me away, soaring miles 

I can't wait to see us walk down the aile 

You said you love me like a fat kid loves cake 

but will you love me till my bones ache? 

I want to be with you forever, so take my hand 

and let's enjoy this moment together 

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Pretender in my birth-suit;

living and yet not quite alive.

Every other guy

can thrive just fine.

What they are

is obvious to the eye.

Easily categorised,

flowing with the tide.

Body and stature

matches soul and mind.

Jaded and green-eyed,

wishing it were mine.

Every moment ensnared

within the wrong design.

The pretending must end;

I’ve served my time.

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Staring at this stone reminds me of you

The curve of the top, is the smile only I could see through 

The way it sits on the ground

It brings back memories

When you started losing pound by pound

And the earth around us began to freeze

The only things I have left are the letters that are torn, ripped and bent

The letters that I should've but never did send

Now it's too late 

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