Popcorn sweet and butter toffee

Costing more than a gallon of coffee

Whatever happened to the penny chew?

We used to share between me and you?

A kiss or two on the back row

Would give our cheeks a rosy glow

But now before we even get in

We’ve nothing left, bereft and skint!

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(I am trying to recapture the form that saw my magnum opus "Upskirting" removed from WOL.  This seems to me to be equally offensive but was approved for posting once already in 2013.  Perhaps WOL was a little more sympathetic to irony then).

As you approach twenty-one

Get out there and start to have fun

But before you start kissing

It’s time you should listen

To a father’s advi...

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Walking down this endless road,

Never knowing which way to go.

Each path seems dark,

each breath

harder than the last,

constantly hiding from the past.

I try to find the strength to move on,

But each time I do, you still want to have

your fun. When will it sink in?

You will never win.

I’m done playing,

You might think you’re staying.

Truth is you’re as temp...

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Pansophy they said from a different time

all knowing 

with a distinctive design.

Who would know of such,

to teach the arts of many gifts

one doesn't have to know this.

Wondering about the fragments of relativity

a moment offered for embellished wits

deciphering reality

spirituality

a worth of distant morality.

Humbling treats for ears that listen

...

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A dry throat

a shaky leg

pains in my arm

cannot swallow

a lump in my throat

playing with the zipper

on my tattered old coat

people buzzing around

a friend in the ear

things will be okay

terror is rising

a sweat covered fear

clammy hands rubbing together

will this go or is it forever

home now home

you can make it dizzy

inside can you take this

thro...

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I know the melody that runs within,

flooding over the arid land,

I know the whispers that left her footsteps,

Making one after another castles of sand.

Oh Time ! I feel your Snickers 

that haunts me day and night,

Yet the touch never fades 

Nerver fades her first sight.

I can't my sell my love

In the balance of her refusal

What I got is a treasure unending,

You liv...

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He looks good

from a distance

up close

not so much

the women all say

he is a catch though

because he knows the words

to all them country songs

and after all

isn't that

what women want

a guy who knows

the right words.

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Flustered when you're around

Just your presence intoxicates me

Call me a love sick puppy

And I'll be the one to readily accept it

I know I'm just a shadow of yours

You tower my frame by a good few inches

But in the end of the day I'm just one of your worshippers

Finally took notice of my petite figure

Losing your bad boy vibe, open up your gates

A fire shot in the far di...

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She smells like the smoke she consumes everynight, 

She looks a bit hopeless but she does have hope inside,

She lives with the dead monsters who creeps her at night,

But she knows one day she will kill the monsters of light.

She knows, one day she will definitely smile...

#MISHA

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Upon a Bed of Biting that a Flea was occupying,
a Woman and a tasty-looking Poet were a-lying.
The Poet never heard the Flea arriving with a leap,
as he chattered at the Woman, as she tried to get some sleep,
and the Fearless Flea was sated when he'd fed upon the two
(and their juices mixed inside him, which is more than she would do).

The Fearless Flea has fallen! for the Woman struck him...

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Charities and the church

The two bodies we should most respect

Are only interested in reputation

Not in the people they should protect.

They hide and conceal

Crimes so heinous we all deplore

Women raped, children abused

Victims too scared to report to the law.

I hold my head and weep a river

For humanity and its darkest shame

How can we stoop so low

In re...

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You say a little too much,

And I think a little too much;

Jumping to my own

Conclusions

Stone to stone.

Our love,

Like a floor of lava,

But I’m the only one who gets burned

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I had the whole damn world 
I watched it shatter underneath my feet
Now I'm lost in the underbelly of who I used to be
What do I have left when the hurt is gone

You were always my better half
I let my insecurities take you away
I tried to tell you how I felt but it would never come out right
Firefly I wish I got to open up before you left

Am not giving up on you 
I'm just growing numb...

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The neck of the wine cracked open

And I thought I’d better join them

But I didn’t

Instead I looked in or dipped my toes into

Or faced a discrimination so many had done before

Friday –

As our taxi rolled in “the Keg” was letting loose

Those just out of school to fight over a woman

Or beat themselves up

I fiddled with the cash machine, as if on the edge of a war zone

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Sorry for the length, but I wrote this after something that happened to one of my students a few days ago. It's the first thing I've written in a long time that is probably a song.

With acknowledgements to John Lennon

I see your tears falling

It really breaks my heart

I know right now you believe

Your world just fell apart

You can’t see through the darkness

The next move ...

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Rhymer to Rhymer

Rhymer to rhymer

Metronome beating

Doing what it should

Rhyming a greeting

Rhymer to rhymer

I like playing round

With all the rhyming

Meters I've found

Rhymer to rhymer

Pull words from your sack

Metronome use them

To reach me, rhyme back

Rhymer to rhymer

Make yourself known

Beat with me using

Your metronome

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And then one day

The earth cracked.

From the depths of the earth 

The devil rose.

He tore everything to shreds.

Nothing was left after the dust settled. 

I sat in terror as I waited 

For god to ascend from the heavens.

But on this day 

He was no where to be found. 

-M

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Tight jaw, grinding thoughts of plans
Pulsating, he maps today as overlays of yesterday
And so stubbornly, he assumes his positionality 
As if written by an attentive God, he occupies all the space on the table, selfishly 
Rolled out, he once again opens the paper, rearranges the dots, scans the memory
He figures the plot and he shifts the lines further, draws in his thoughts
Caged in, the b...

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Mortality

Last night a shadow came to me.
Linked arms and took me on a journey.
It took me to places I didn't want to go.
It whispered things I didn't want to know.

A soft pillow brushing my arm.
Its smothering presence had me alarmed.
Shadow why do you want me?
Are there secrets you want me to see?

We walk side by side.
There is nowhere I can hide.
I shake my arm.
Try to brush...

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We Are Humans

AFTER MUCH PROMISES, SO MANY TRUST ON THEM 
WE MADE THEM WHO THEY ARE, THEY PROMISED TO BE LEADERS YET ENDED UP BEING RULERS
RELIABILITY BECAME LIABILITY. 

THE QUEST FOR MONEY BECAME HIGH
THE PRICE FOR IT BECAME TIGHT 
WEIRD BECAME THE LAND 
HUMANS BECAME PREY LEFT ALONE
TO FIGHT FOR LIFE, LIGHT, WATER, ROADS, 
SECURITY 
RELIABILITY BECAME LIABILITY. 

ROASTED SMELLS ...

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I have a youtube rendition by Dave Nachmanoff who plays, sings and wrote the tune at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1biOUBhYm6Y

I wrote the poem and had the idea of the tune 33 years ago but never got round to the song due to not being musical. My daughter and her friend kindly acted the younger couple!

Loves Insane

Mondays are mundane

and I wouldn’t choose Tuesdays too,

Wednesdays...

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To have the heart of an artist, one doesn't need the hands of an artist, only the ability to see beauty in flaw. To see cracks for their character, rather than their weakness. To find poetry in the tears pouring from ones eyes. To see paintings in even the darkest depths of ones soul.

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Today I realized something a lot of people go out of their way to hurt a single individual but it seems as though the way I've lived my life and every day that I fought this addiction I've learned to adapt and now not only does the single individual that I desire to downfall fall I've learned to observe things take the time to notice the small details of everything that surround me in my life so n...

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Why do they think it’s the Norm . To have had an education . Some people don’t have the Health ,  Money or Means of all . The Ideology to even know how to be able to think about an Education . With their way of life an education doesn’t come into it . Some Educated think they know all .  But some have no idea if put to the test . Most workers are looked on as the Backbone and Some Educated have no...

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everyday she feels more apart from the world.

i think she's found love. i just don't believe that he will be enough.

he truly loves her. how can she break his heart like that?

don't love.

she says she's here. yet so far away.

i try to understand her.

but don't know what to say.

she doesn't think she belongs anywhere. she is so lost.

i think of ways to help, but sh...

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An August poem with moths

Buzzing around the oil lamps

On the maestro's writing desk

He flicks through his well thumbed

Collection of erotic 

Prints. His wife thinks he is writing.

He isnt. His mind has moved far away

To when he walked the streets of London

Town

And bought a fuck for half-a-crown

The clouds followed, massing like soldiers

And now his study & recrea...

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"I love you," I said

closing the gap of years -

"I love you too," she said.

We walked holding hands

celebrating her two replacement hips.

Hospitals split you up,

cleave you with fears;

such a routine part of life - and yet,

you think of the anaesthetic and the knife. 

Today it all works out,

I squeeze her hand. 

She talks of moisturizers,

I the airbrus...

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I trip

I fall

I skin my knees

I cry the tears

Of a hungry gull

I am picked up

I am fed

Rocked with natural nurtured words

Cooing and soothing

The maternal words

Calming my fractured sounds

And I feel safe

And I am held

A mother’s wings surround me

I skip

I trip

I fall

Over words

Empty headed curses

Cheers and jeers breathed over me

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we were sat around the table discussing things that matter like global warming and politics when I suddenly became very aware that I was there which might sound funny but sometimes you can be somewhere but not really be in the moment just be inhabiting the space physically but this time I was really there my body my mind my spirit all in line all attuned to the conversation  to the feel of the lea...

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I must away 

and go now 

and clear the 

mess I've made 

I must bend down 

and reach for 

the words with 

once I played. 

Words and image  Tommy Carroll 

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Static sky

Sunday, 29th July 2018

What do they forget?

instead simply state

that I must let

it simply to my fate

what had I dreamed about?

to know and talk about

My feelings and sentiments

but he showed no interest

was I venturing in the wrong direction?

his actions spoke directly with his inaction

to realize what I was all for?

and what was th...

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I don't know the names of these flowers...
but wait, that is the road back.
I found myself here when I forgot
the royal road and the mission.
Camouflaged, a cat brushed past stems
certain of an afternoon's handful of things,
one being-  these flowers reject names.
I'm pleased to know just so much 
as some darting creature bound for rest 
when the closing sky suggests rain.
A flock l...

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The sound of water falling down

reminds me of the days

my eyes were obsessed

by a ground that always

stood unchanged

i still remember sweet voices

following the ground

making it less alone

the ground was a piece of home

I was carrying out with me

I remember when the days

were rough looking down

would cheer me up

now looking down has

lost its effect

now ...

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MECHANICAL

The lion of Africa is mechanical
A knock down engine
Left to rust
Producing garbages
Break down to the apex

From one mechanic to another
They always promise to fix it
Get paid and extort us in return
Inflicts more damages
Heaps the faults on previous mechanics

The lion of Africa is mechanical
With quack mechanics
Stealing our tools and equipments
Always seeing a comp...

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Books make visible the writer's soul

Which bleeds its angst by pen:

Spread thin across life's whited bowl  

A thin red stain of madeleine

Books may offer us an author's eye

That ensnares the reader within its brail

Or should writers light the reader's sky

And tear apart the shadowy veil?

Books will hold the writer's thought

And bridge the gap twixt pen and read...

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A day to remember, a day to forget,

A day that is etched in my memory yet.

A day that began with a stunned disbelief,

A day to come home to a house full of grief.

A day when they tell you your father has died,

A day when you wish you could just go and hide.

A day when your mother has tears on her face,

A day when relations support and embrace.

A night so surreal w...

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My mind is calmed now 
Just rested today as music plays
The radio emitting nothing thoughts
chilled sounds of  instruments 
Tuned to songs and voices in melancholy talk

Creative mind can awaken now
As a rare creature from its cave
The dangers of crazed crowds
Far away from the this morning 
Sunday's best for breakfast time

6 Music BBC just beats away
A Welsh soft voice DJs to start ...

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And Now The Weather

Rain drops smudge the inky page,

snowflakes on the talk shows,

the sun bakes hard the daily news.

That’s the way the wind blows.

Lightning strikes the gossip columns,

thunder rustles print rows,

All Hail the brave reporters.

That’s the way the wind blows.

Sleet and mizzle obscure truth,

pressure builds in highs and lows

from dull ...

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all day in front of a big screen

all night in front of a smaller one

escaping into our pockets

dream of living outside of one

all the time in your head

amused to death 

when we connect 

it's somehow different 

got this synergy 

that turns us on

technology is amusing 

but give me the human touch

got this synergy

we could go o...

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Funny - but not ha-ha - how time slips away,

Dismissing each second, each hour, each day.

All we can do is make sure we play

The game life allows

For as long as we stay.

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On my way to work,
Whenever I pass through
The Holy Trinity church,
After a brief prayer,
The tombstone of a martyr
My eyes never fail to search
As his eulogies sensitive cords
Are sure to touch!

I admire
The tombstone’s design
A flickering torch,
Whose tongue
Is the  martyr ’s statue,
That talks loud his virtue!

“Holy Trinity
Till I crossed the river of death
Allegedly, stripe...

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Paint with the alchol

That speaks the drunk words

That lie on my tongue

Guilt of not being able to speak the truth

Lack of confidence, and self worth

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'Oh Pisans, tell us is it true

that thieves are all too thick with you?'

'Oh Florentines, we won't deny

we can't get rid of them

despite we try.'

'They say that when you sow your fields

bandits instead of wheat

is what the earth in Pisa yields!'

'Alas, again the truth will show,

the problem is the seed, you know.

Although this slander is too true,

we've always boug...

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If ducks ruled the world

They would live and work in duckminster

Pay homage to the Queen, the Ducks and Duckesses at Duckingham Palace,

They would certainly rule the waves of Britain,  marching to and fro in naval outfits, 

No need for ships  or an Air Force, with flying and swimming duck armies.

They gather on benches at parliamentary questions,

There is golden goose Mrs May wit...

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In each passing day

I am, little by little,

Falling fast for you

I am oblivious

of utterly obvious wrong

I've fallen for you

And into your hands

My heart and mind, my person,

To you I offer

But  I understand

This is nothing but a dream

My mind's creation

Confused and puzzled

Would it not be possible

To remain this way

However, a...

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Give me a broken mirror.

Hide the blemishes and blotches

That impairs and disfigures.

Give me renewed youth.

Re-circuit my memory

Rewrite the truth.

Give me made up days.

Turn action to fiction

Blow my mind away.

Give me turning tides.

Give me caves and crevices

In which I can hide.

Give me light, give me dark

Give me dressings to hide

...

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I never knew love hurt like this. 

To say that I am over you is a mistake waiting to happen. 

The words come out of my mouth and there you are, pulling me back into your arms as if I’ve been there the whole time. 

I live my life without you for twelve hours a day and the other half is spent thinking about you. 

All those wasted thoughts of you. 

No more expectations, you have taught...

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Have you turned out to be just a thought?

Fading away as you have untied the knot

Why can’t you hear me as I scream?

Why have you stopped coming into my dream?

My scream tears my soul apart

I couldn’t realize when did the dusk start

I can feel my heart is now a hollow trough

I have filled it up with dark smoke

I can see you through these Smokey rings

Your ...

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If someone told you
this was the midpoint of your life
and at a precise moment while you

were lifting your second cup of coffee

to your lips a lever had been thrown
causing the axis of your life to tilt downwards
and an unseen ball to drop and begin

a rattling descent towards the inevitable
what would you do?
Would you embrace this new awareness as freedom?
Perhaps ask the knockout...

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His trace inhabits every fraction of my mind, lingering like a thousand dollar perfume, lurking quietly in the shadow of anticipations.

What would i sing, if he's every song? 

What would i speak, if he's my language?

What would i dream, if he's my only imagination?

Now that he ghosts and I am on my knees, I've been counting days in the loudest silence, wishing upon the heavy rain to cl...

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