Beneath the veil, a vision as yet unclear. 

Eyes widen, whispers hushed as she appears, 

Head held high, assured and confident, 

Opulent, her dress stitched with extravagance, 

Look closely at how the bodice compliments her frame, 

Desirous women wish they could dress the same

Behold, raised veil, her beauty revealed. 

Exquisite radiance nevermore concealed. 

Alabaster...

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Mislaid for decades, I had never seen it

– the certificate they gave you the year

you finished school. Thirteen and biddable,

I doubt you had been much bother at all,

picking up quite easily the basics

prescribed for the life that lay before you.

Beyond the geography of small towns,

fields, and enigmatic hills, among which

your predecessors scratched out a  living

o...

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Many years ago when we traveled from California to Spain

(the trip of a lifetime!),

we bought a painting that both my husband and I liked.

I don't know why my husband liked it,

but I liked it because it showed a little dark-haired girl sitting on a step watching two boys pretend to be in a bullfight (red flag and sticks dressing up their imaginary contest).

I imagined that little gi...

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If i were free to be weak,

And for a moment to break.

i know it wont be for the first time

Trying to remove 

what seems to be a stain,

Thats a past with a lot of pain.

everything happens so fast

but i know wounds to be the last 

Mementos the body

Shares with the past.

who cares about my only

fears, tears, scars, when oddly

bravery and chivalry are a requirement.

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Under Bella's watchful eye, I sit alone.

I look at the ferry, come sailing home.

I take a walk around Georges Parade.

I look at 2 ice cream vans doing trade.

I think to myself, how quick 30 years fly.

As heavy looking clouds now pass by.

I watch an artist paint Edward the King.

I hear a busker... Beatles songs to sing.

A cruise liner has a well earned break.

Hundreds of ...

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Wild is the way, unclear is the day.
The seeping mottled sky passes me by
Opening before me the vista of a life:
A world of smell and sight and sound,
The portals of discovery all around,
I enter this world, this newfoundland:
The sheer vividness of colour abounds
Synaesthesia's all round visibility of sound,
Flesh and blood, heart and soul
All the half-created, half-perceived
Epipha...

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Hi Everyone,

I have produced my third collection of poetry, 'Away with Words,'  I can't seem to stop!

It's available on Amazon for £7.99 paperback, £2 on Kindle.

As with the first two, all proceeds go to the Teenage Cancer Trust.

If you buy it, I hope you enjoy it.  It is my masterpiece!

The picture captures the River Derwent in Malton, just next to the  bus station.

With love to...

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I’ll lay here still

And wait for a happy song to dawn on me

I’ll lay here with full intent and will

That it will call upon me.

A song for hope,

And a poem for good measure

Will it hold my reservation if I’m an hour late-

To the dinner I was meant to host?

Will it hold traffic for me as I cross the road?

Perhaps in the distance, I’ll know it someday soon.

Perhaps I’ll ...

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The Sallow Achieved Once All Was Lost

     I am awake, and see the light shine

 through a bland window,

   I frown and gather a yawn to sew,

and then exhale an abrupt shadow upon

  a very solitary duvet.

     The grit is still within my eye and,

I am not too keen to see the clocks current

   state of sentence,

     stretching, I note the odour

now incre...

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Another train one. A re-post from 2014.  You may hear the dead hand of The Man in Black.

I hear the train guard’s whistle

The slamming of the doors

The fireman stokes the furnace

For the haul across the moors;

The driver lets some steam off

And sees the train guard’s flag

Then gets those big wheels turning

For the Goathland Drag.

You’re leaning from the window

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Am I cursed with the extremes or blessed with a balance view 

For on a Monday I care what everybody things of me 

But by Tuesday I have no care for anyone or any of it 

For the jobs a trap. The edcuation is a serious lesson and money is what keeps me engaged with al institutions

Know I like to mention al along I said I was angel 

Have I an questionable past?  Maybe

Have I robbed ...

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I ate everything you said 

I bought what you made 

you became a voice in my head 

I followed to a point 

there’s an emptiness ahead 

pain in the back 

I take the vow to become 

everything myself 

we’re blood of another kind 

flowing through like minds 

suddenly destiny’s not so abstract 

with decades barking in the back 

blood of another kind 

...

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Take the second exit,

not the one which suits.

Did I not make it clear,

proceed to the route. 

I know which way’s best,

to complete a commute.

So, do what I ask you,

proceed to the route.

What is the point, when

we live in dispute.

This shouldn’t be so hard,

proceed to the route.

Or switch me off, 

this unwanted control.

Go on, I dare you.

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All these atoms they seem so new

But they must be a billion years old or two

I tried to buy one on ebay for you

I was out bid by a man from Nibiru

It was pure gold and went up his nostril

It made him feel like a true apostle

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So quiet

Evening breeze washes over me 

Honey scent hangs on me

Infinity rains down on me

Warm air caresses me

Open my eyes , your smile

Washes my tears

Gentle fingers through my hair

Hand takes my cheek

Pull my lips to cherry blossom

I quiver beneath you 

Childlike ,

Hopeless in your arms

Vacuumed against the softness

Consumed in the fire

Satiated by y...

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She had broken pieces when we met.

Some of the shards piercing her still,

revealing a disquiet of scars.

Love, the brigand that put them there.

When I gave her cut flowers

she had no chance of seeing

the field of understanding and tenderness

from which they came.

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Woolies

I’ll never part with my pasta jar

though one day the draining board rack

I will have to. They’re not family heirlooms

but Woolworths relics, I got them

with a voucher - to think there was ever

such a thing. The circular mirror

with its silver frame I bought for my bedsit room

in Aberystwyth has long gone,

and the little glass jug I used 

as a watering can...

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The colonel’s hamming up the bonhomie,

The President spits bile for all to see,

The regimental parakeet is shot,

A corporal is cleaning up the lot.

Stand to attention, don’t bother thinking;

Get back to the trenches, cold and stinking.

Gleaming new tanks make the battlefield shake,

Flattening its residue in their wake.

We’ve got more weapons, let’s pick a new toy;

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Au milieu d'un jardin
Parmi autant de couleur
Mon attention est captivée
Par une seule fleur

Une fleur délicate
Parmi autant d'autre
Une fleur pure et belle
Sans aucune faute

Ça c'est ce que j'ai vu
Dans un jardin infini
Ça c'est ce que j'ai cherché
Pour compléter ma vie

Pour compléter mon être
Pour rendre ma vie plus belle
Pour me faire croire au futur
Dans ce monde mortel

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Yes, a mandatory retirement age in Congress

I believe it's time has arrived

We will base the age on FDR's fireside chat

And if you heard the broadcast live

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Had a little drink about an hour ago
catfish on my line
push out on the raft where the river's slow
steamboat passing by
gives my such a wail like a thundering train
hat's over my eye
give another hoot like the express train
thats a two-step in ragtime

Been dreaming again I was twenty five
summer was ablaze
you wake me, shake me, see if I'm alive
what for are my days?
you can sa...

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My subconscious 

Is focused on a goal 

One which transcends this flesh 

Death is but a transformation 

But the rebirth that follows 

Is where growth lies 

Happiness found 

In the journey 

Because the destination 

Is an ending

That comes all too soon 

Ground yourself 

Take a breath

And remember the universal truth 

Of why you've taken this form 

Bound in...

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It was really exciting when I got the results of my G.C.E's,

Managed to get nine passes,my parents it did please.

My first job was at a local bank,

My mathematical skills I must thank.

Unfortunately I was sacked on my first day at H.S.B.C. in Dover.

A man asked me to check his balance,so I pushed him over !!

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Ion believe in friends and that's factual

I'm still growing and its a process

People come and go that's practical 

Only thing that matters is the progress 

Don't have room for no pity party

Not sorry

Niggas A' claim you then act

This is real life not Maury 

Got the results and came back

See you can trust but only partly

Call you on yo flex, cut you off,  and do it sha...

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You can say what you like about Farage

But he's achieved more in his life

Than any MP now in Parliament

Or the World and its trouble and strife.

Farage reminds me of Gilbert's Dick Deadeye

From the perennially popular "Pinafore"

Created to utter disquieting realities

That more fanciful minds would deplore.

Gilbert knew much about human nature

Targeted in his To...

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In the bubble gum 80s

I floated around

For truth

And feelings

And then she cried,

And cried out loud over and over again

Her life no holes barred

No filter “just me”,

Just be

You taught me

Just be yourself

And fuck anyone who disagrees

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A diadem of sovereignty, a symbol of royalty

made up of Unique jewel of valley surrounded by the rarest gold of Mountains 

 Waited for it's rightful place to dwell with all its treasures and troubles

After an indefinite hunt for a secular and Democrat souls

Chosen the queen of peninsula and set its heart on hers

The diadem added beauty to the queen and to the land it added fortunes

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Let the melodious song

of the numerous creatures

that reside here with us along,

in the lands and the skies

guide our light feet.

Step forward,

and bathe in the light of the sun.

As she blesses our love

and ignites our skins and soul.

In this bittersweet moment, 

tinged sour by all that could have been,

should have been ours,

let us surrender our hearts

...

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Down in the depths of this despair

A place of which I wasn’t aware

But now I’m here, and you’re out there

We’re poles apart, and you don’t care

Up in the clouds of happiness

Is where I prefer to exist

I had no room for a darker life

I always tried to resist

Yes I always tried to resist

It wasn’t always like this

It used to be so good

It wasn’t always like...

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it's 12 degrees
and the marrow cools:

we catch  --
breaths hitched
 to a cataclysmic gait
a crooked pace:
all-damned 
while you wait

god's sticky magazines 
pages pregnant 
with guilt
regret
the ilk of resplendent idleness
of abandonment
in this blind-eye of a city, turned 
to rot, mitotic
never-ending 
a car crash of ashamed sex
but it's just too good 
to be any other way .

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Thousands of holidaymakers found themselves trapped on the Greek island of Rhodes as wild fires started by the extreme hot weather took hold causing many to abandon the island.

Factor seven basking toned tan

Record high temperatures

Sleepless in Rhodes danger lurks

Red flamed toenails

Ash covered bikinis speedos black

Multi-coloured T-shirts frown

Seizing suitcases desperate r...

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he me called beautiful or so I think.

what could truly be beautiful about me? 

the scars on my legs,

face or chin? 

My uneven hips, 

my bow legs? 

or maybe it was in the heat of the moment, 

I gave him my lips and 

he pounced. 

he tasted the sweet nectar we call saliva 

And made it his home. 

his rent was due to stay in my arms  

So he u...

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In various hutches pods and cages

her poultry world

a commitment based on egg production

in the scuffling shuffling universe

of confined resentment and sensed rages. 

Opening her arms feathers fly out,

a confetti confession of love

oblivious to smell of ordure, urine

while her daughter follows in hot pursuit

naming not blaming the curious rats

racing and cha...

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He said it once

Never again

Now it's like a seance

To contact her man

Spirits appear

As soon as she speaks

A future so bright

Turning so bleak

Can she break the ice

Dropped into his whiskey?

Or call on the departed

(Far less risky)

Does he love her?

Yes-No-Yes

Definitely maybe

She'll just have to guess

So she raises a glass

Time for a toast

Her...

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Deeper than even the wood pigeon’s gloom, 
and always arriving just too late, 
in light less than a shuttered room, 
our other lives still wait. 

They wait for all that might have been 
had we but turned the other way. 
They have looked into the years and seen 
the emptiness of their days. 

Between the second glance and the first, 
though now uncertain of their names, 
they gather on...

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Some days he scours the Channel in his boat,

binoculars scanning for hapless migrants

in leaking dinghies; or sits atop

Dover’s white cliffs, keeping sentry

on Britain’s behalf; or barges into

budget hotels, hunting down those

who have evaded his dragnet;

or wipes away the occasional

milkshake, like seagull poo, that has

landed as if from the sky on his jacket.

B...

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Everyone’s asleep

But me.

I’m branching out.

The possibilities drone on

Like a tedious speaker

Killing the conference vibe.

Bifurcating and swearing

At my selves,

I duplicate Fs into infinite exasperation.

Thoughts are fungal threads,

Blackening nice wallpaper and

The clean insides of my eyelids.

Every dimension lives -

Peeled and paired,

Sliced and sta...

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The young beeches have finally
Surrendered their winter leaves
To the midsummer breezes.

Will the wind not strip me
Of my own dead thoughts?

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My ear's brief deafened state I am sorry till I stay awake, unanswered call as your presence in my dream is a way 

In slumber's arms, we softly lay, Time slipped by, a dreamlike sway. As dawn unveiled the morning skies, Your call arrived, a sweet surprise.

In dreams, we wandered far and wide, Our souls entwined, side by side. Forgive me, dear, for moments missed, Yet, in my thoughts, you sti...

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They said she couldn’t

And so, she did!

She up and floated 

Taking colours

From the rainbow

Leaving a starlit trail

So bright

Even the moon

Questioned

Her iridescent

Glow

She filled her world

With butterflies

Leaving a rose petal

Path behind her

Her world was replete

With beauty

No man

Woman

Or child

Could catch her

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As a rugby league fan, there are many tales I relish of the great game,
but none are as remarkable as that of the little lad who ignored the critics to fulfil his lifelong dream.

In a northern city not too long ago, Malachi Middlemound,
all five-foot two of him, harboured a secret ambition – to play rugby for his hometown.
But notorious braggart, ‘Bruiser’ Bill Billycan, would laugh, saying ...

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Trapped in this 
claustrophobic body
as it ages
plummeting towards inevitability
all youthful thoughts 
of immortality thrown aside
by reality
where did life go
when did life go
a speeding train that makes me move more slowly 
the longer the journey takes
sometimes at a snail’s pace
towards a final stop where I get off 
and out 
and gone
forever

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SHUT the fusion modulator
& PLUG into schizophrenic circuits
surrounding loops of drowning sound
        & climb \\ exiting the fire escape
                    of the spinal staircase where
six pomegranate chambers exist behind six doors
    on six floors of the unexplored skyscraper mind

elevator on the ground floor
of Maslow's pyramid reads
            out of order
font formed in tri...

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once stood a great warrior

of malice and pride

with no battle too bloody

for his hungering eyes 

his blade, sharp and stained

stood tall at his side

left in its wake

only dead men would lie

then, in the distance 

that red, setting sun

gave a glimpse to the man

of the deeds he had done

the crimson and black

was all he could see

he saw not the...

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I, poet, may write of love

and in that moment feel

a meaning clear:

yet my soul knows love

my hand will never pen

You, reader, read that word

and think to know my mind  

              I say you cannot know the love

my heart placed behind that word, only

your sense of the love you thought you saw

The poet can never truly speak

and have his reader k...

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The Media

We are depressed and oppressed by a relentless media.

Endless conflicting reports which are attempts at disinformation.

It is easy to become seduced by their messages.

Few if any report good news to gladden our hearts.

They are the harbingers of woe.

They rejoice in misery, calamity and are the voices of doom.

In their work I see a daily intake of grammatical an...

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Rent a Gob Fartage, please quit ballooning, we have had enough,

Of your complaining that your bank’s given you the old ho-heave,                                                                                        

So why don’t you (in short sharp jerky movements) just bloody well bugger right off,

Your best ever promise was, if Brexit was a failure, the UK you would leave,

So sod r...

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Counselling for admission to branches of engineering

hopeful youngsters - with dreams but not score

giving their dreams a whiff of air to stay afloat

till the gravity of reality pulls them down some more.

The day goes doing this, interspersed with teaching

where I see the students who are last year’s crop

they were there last year - in the counselling room

like the ones t...

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a global race is a global race against time
the hands of time is the race against time
god is the hands of time
god is the hands of race against time
time is in the hands of god
time is in the hands of a global race
god is a race against the hands of time

time race against religion
religion race against religion
religion is a aftermath of a religion
a aftermath is a global aftermath
a...

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The House Imperishable

 -At the Empty Site of Van Gogh’s Yellow House

Was it that he ever knew,

After his death

His house would perish, too?

Or was it that he ever wished,

After his death

His house would be a reminder of him?

Oh! So much had he longed, after death,

As to take it to that picture for good! 

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I tried to bury the fountain
along with a rainbow
but I found you in my bed again
scribbling with crayons
I tried to cover up my tattoo
all these years of printing hearts
upon my sleeve
always yearning to improve

I tried to marry another way
pass the time with some other face
put my tools back in the drawer
and step away from what’s been said
I tried to give you up
as if there were ...

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The malevolent prefer

To skirt around the soul, 

Lest it should reveal

The resident rot

Gift-wrapped in

Leaves of gold, 

Hoping to convince

For just a day more

That the emperor

Marches fully-clothed...

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Sweep me off my feet,

Carry me through this dreamlike state, and

Spin me faster than I’ve ever spun before.

Call me yours,

Call me his, hers, or

Call me mine. I do not care.

Shower me with golden rain,

Bathe me in the sin of mortality, and

Let me retain this tiny bit of humanity I still have.

Do not remind me of my greater purpose

For I do not know what...

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It’s been a long twenty four hours, the kind that involves relentless sobbing and thoughts of rash decision making. I hadn’t intended for the day to end that way but my bottled up emotions demanded my attention. It isn’t easy faking it all the time, but I can’t walk around like a basket case, I have a decent amount of dignity left, I must savor it. 

I witnessed a version of myself I didn’t like...

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After a long night of sleep,

That was immersed in darkness deep.

Here comes happily frolicking,

The beautiful dawn of awakening.

The crimson and tangerine rays arise,

And look how they fill up the beholder's eyes,

With hope, optimism and merriment.

The heavenly sight of plants dancing to the morning breeze,

Spreading their fresh earthly scent. 

The birds filling in for t...

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I am the voice of the common man in all its glory and gore, 

I am the voice for the nervous man who walks within the world cautiously unsure,

I am the actions of a humble man whom survives darkness and disappear,

I am told I have the actions of a Godly man of which I am blissfully unaware. 

Life can get you thinking about the birds the bees and trees,

Can ha...

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I should not be resentful to the ones I love...
I should not care whether ten or a thousand of my bloodline know I exist...
But, as I grow older, I feel the turmoil in my bones.
I think things that one should not think.
I hear things that one does not wish to hear.
It's a complex and complicated endeavor.
Words begin to lose their meaning...
Words like love and trust and family,
Words that...

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Hai nahin aasaan phir bhee,
doobana mujhe aa gaya.

beech dariya door hai,
main to kinaare aa gaya.

chamachamaate-timatimaate
hain khilaune haath mein.

kyon hai udaas phir bhee vo?
jaroor koee baat hai.

jal raha hai ghar vo usaka,
bas roshanee use dikh rahee.

kya mila hai isako aisa?
kyon yoon muskura raha?

jaroor koee baat hai,
jaroor koee baat hai?

- Jitendra Suryavans...

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You come with a gust of wind

engulfing with dark cloud in the blue sky

the burst of lightning enlivens the horizon

you arrive with misty showers

bringing aura of coolness

Sometimes unabated, sometimes in spurts

the leaves flutter with life

dance the umbrellas with many colours

vibrate the birds with chirps

the soil announces i am quenched

emerges the rainbow at the w...

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Sitting here alone with my emotions...

Fumbling the ball when the pressure is on.

Yesterday's gone but still there's no promise of tomorrow!

Each day is a blessing,

Each breath a gift from God!

Thanks be, for being on the right side of the dirt.

Thanks for having a heart to feel and a soul of worth X

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I: Order

Spruce features sculpted through the burnished years

with metronome concision; ancestral tones

refined in leafy schools, the polished enclaves made

to replicate advantage life on shining life,

the bright unstated goal to which all efforts tend.

At one with old cathedrals, abbeys, Inns of Court

and sybaritic garments trimmed with golden braid;

despite their blood...

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Up all night,

shuffling complaints,

I finally sleep

consoled by

the first soft strains

of morning.

No sign now

of the moth

I confided with

most of the night,

as he flittered

at my bed light.

Gone in his

dusty overcoat,

another

refugee,

slipping out with

a suitcase

of worries

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There was such a tenderness 

In the beating of her heart

But, such a terrible wailing 

To go unheard 

Her hand lay open & empty 

Her eyes

Mostly closed

A smile could occasionally flicker

Like the flame of a candle 

Dancing before it becomes smoke.

On that last night 

When the rain poured

And the moon hid

Her hand slowly closed

Her cheeks dimpled with ...

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A deepening metal slashes dust

Sentenced to death youth’s dream that may one day

seize the day

A clamped unicycle soaked with

the rain of callous words.

Crushed by hobnail boots

Bags packed inside my head

going round the wall of death

Love as Morse Code; living in different postcodes

The rain of callous words

and anguished flowers fading

in the ...

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Call out to me again

Say my name

Remind me 

That I exist

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Too grown for home I know,

Too small for dreams I envision

Jammed between 8 to 5 daily

Carving rocks and paving paths

No step is little to take, I move

I became a man before the age

Witness pretty things peers eye

Some I could have, yet I do not

I weigh choices against values

It is nice, I take what suits me

I have set goals for growth sake

I disciplined...

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Poetry Whitchurch will be holding their first annual slam at Percy's Cafe Bar, Watergate Street , Whitchurch, Shropshire  on 21 August 2023 7pm start. Fifteen poets will compete for a £50 prize. If you are interested in entering, please contact hekay1958@gmail.com   

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Eight years old
Divorce on the rise
Don't know what it means
But the sharpness is always a surprise
Usually in the car
Cold winter day
When he forgot something, that's what he'd say
Fun fact, when I have to turn around, I imitate that same technique. That tap of the break, quick switch to reverse
But first
Back to that curse
Now we're in reverse
We've stepped in it now
Every morning th...

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At what point
is love in balance?
resolved?
love is not an
unyielding beam,
but,
flects as weight
of want or force
of need offsets
another's wishes.
Yet
such scales can
never measure
loss nor the loss
of balance.

Words and foto Thomas Carroll

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Verocious tigers,
Digging in the blood,
And faltered a kid to me.

Where did a Sunday dream go,
When there is nothing left but me.

Hollow and decipled,
And the alter child dead,
A sad boy and girl aside dying.

Forever taken away.

But in a wave of moments pass,
And death ever fleeting,
I wake another day of mourning.

Gather in your hands the pedals,
The snow plays in the weeds...

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Sing and dance before the last leaf falls

Energy flows in swirls and zig zags

Assuage your worries and soak in the golden hues

Silent is the moon pirouetting across our night sky

Oh! Where did half our year go?

Notice the liminal spaces before and after the cold

Seasons will blow our pages to turn and turn.

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1. Knowledge that doesn't connect you to your creator is not knowledge but deception.

2. If the education system fails to give you right direction and the knowledge of your creator then such a system should be changed.

3. Education that gives you the true purpose of life is the best education.

4. Supreme knowledge is knowing your creator and purpose of life.

5. Even after attaining t...

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everyones leaving for the summer. 

outside car doors slam and girls with long blonde hair, 

grin at their sisters and hug their brothers.

books bundled high in stricken arms. 

no tears, they're just leaving for the summer. 

open windows to air out the spring, the old. 

rucksacks bursting with new tshirts. 

i watch from an opened window on the third floor, 

i need the air to...

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The only thing that is left,

                        After people die.

Is an essence all bereft,

                        Of every earthly lie.

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If it's time 

You'll know 

Like everything

Hearts will glow

A golden tinge 

Sun does show 

And the moon wears 

The sun's robe 

In a merry go around 

The circuit flows 

Love whispers 

Silently grows 

What's meant 

Is finally here 

What's gone 

Was a past done

With open arms 

Let's welcome 

Love and friendship

Finding way home

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Merseyside poets and musicians performed their environmental anthology last week at Liverpool’s beautiful Victorian Palm House in Sefton Park. Led by Michelle Wright, Barry Woods and Ali Harwood, the event covered ocean pollution, global warming and rainforest reduction, with contributions from many local poets and some first time writers from local schools.

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I belived what you said, that you would never hurt me.

I loved you, everything you did, everything you said.

You were the light of my life.

You were my soul.

I trusted you completely.

You stabbed me in the heart, you took away my will.

All the pretty words you said, all the things you did.

They were nothing but lies, they were nothing but deceit.

You tore off the mask you w...

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We will be opening submissions for a collection of poems and short stories from Midnight on the 15th of July until Midnight the 15th of August. Please send no more than 5 poems or 2 short stories. All in a single word document. Please Include your name and email in the body of the email and Submission as the title. We would prefer work in the vein of Bukowski, Fante, Mike watts and Robinson Jeffer...

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The shining sun

Let’s go for a run

In the beautiful breeze

Passing by the trees

No more looking back

Hearing the ducks quack

The birds chirping away

Oh what a beautiful day

Keeping our minds at ease

Placing every moment on freeze

Not thinking about anything

Ignoring messages and letting the phone ring

Having a moment to yourself

Before approaching everyone el...

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Through the woods 

in the rain

hop a board 

ride a train

arrive in style

give your name

lite a fire

spark to flame

seeds of doubt

walk away

seeds of love

dance all day

forget your commitments

who really cares

I haven't felt this good in YEARS!!

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Facebook throws up lots of memories and without them I would have forgotten about this little poem. I wrote it to mark the one hundredth anniversary of the first day of the Battle of the Somme on which there were 60,000 casualties. Another seven years have passed. Lest we forget..

Day of Days

I hear a whisper rising, on this day of days.
"Remember me", they’re calling, from times so far awa...

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Like poison ivy creeping through my brain
Strangling emotions, my words are maimed 
Shutting me down and keeping me in
Making me feel that the true me is a sin
Holding me back and won't let me out
Wanting to scream, wanting to shout
I will find a way to let the world see
I'm going to break free, I want to be me
So poison ivy your not in control 
I'll keep on fighting until my life feels w...

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This world even untouched  is our playground. 

The seagull catches the wind & glides high above the waves 

I know he’s on a mission probably at his 9-5, but it looks like fun.

There’s a boy flying a kite, or is the kite flying him high?

I’m happy but can’t I still yearn?, or should I be content yet open?

It’s a sunny winter day here by the sea 

The seagull makes it look easy. 

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