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Words of Darkness and Light (2nd edition)
In 2012 I self-published my first collection of poems Words of Darkness and Light.
On Sept 15th 2014 Words of Darkness and Light was published as a revised/edited 2nd edition by Thynks Publications (40 revised/edited poems from original collection plus 8 new poems) http://www.thynkspublications.co.uk/
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Saturday 8th November 2014 6:58 pm
Our Life is Short
OUR LIFE IS SHORT
It seems you forgot:
Our life is short.
There is no time to beg or…
Extort for support.
Learn how to live yourself.
Take a book from the shelf
And…delicately leafing page after page
You will find a wood sage:
People are like books,
With different outlooks.
Some of them are good,
Some of them are bad,
Some of them are just mad,
Some of them are not sassy,
They lo...
Thursday 23rd October 2014 10:43 pm
No Guarantee
In life there is no
guarantee of anything.
There is no guarantee of happiness.
There is no guarantee that we won't feel hurt.
There is no guarantee that there won't
be any struggles along the way.
There is no guarantee that anything will be easy.
There is no such thing as a guarantee.
Life is something
that we cannot truly understand.
Because, no matter how many times
we ask and s...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 3:00 am
ANOTHER GREY DAY
My eyesight’s going
My nasal hair is growing
And my hair now looks so grey
My knees are creaking
My elbow joints are squeaking
And my voice won’t work today
As I sit down on the tiles
It’s not good for my piles
And I start to really feel my age today
My back it sometimes aches
My favourite meal is now Corn Flakes
No one cares about what I might have ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 2:04 pm
Traffic Jam
I sat in lines
At biting point
Biting my lip
Then gave it up
Put my lip balm
And the hand brake on.
Staring out I
Swam away
From all-combusting
Fits of flames
I, treading thoughts
'Til the tide changed.
Then snorting fumes
I blew away
Flew queue jumps
Flipped bird parades
'Til stung by horns
I thudded down
And sauntered on
To ...
Monday 14th July 2014 12:07 pm
The first or the last ...?
The first or the last,
Slow or fast …?
Does it really matter,
If you are thin or fatter,
A fool or so clever
Or never was a rot,
But love had a lot?
Will anyone care
If this case's rare?
Will anyone cry
If you live or die?
It happens often
When you are in a coffin
They say sweet words.
Now nothing hurts.
You don’t hear,
Though they are near.
You can’t speak,
You can’t throw a bri...
Thursday 3rd April 2014 7:13 pm
Running and Running
Running and Running
I’m running and running and running
Out of life
Soon to hit 50 not the 4 minute mile
Never got that cosy family
Simple routine
I chose to hit the bend legless
And run past anyone I loved
Running and running and running
Away from life
Words leapt up as saviours
Not my two wives
I chose to take the baton from
Strangers I saw s...
Saturday 22nd February 2014 10:02 pm
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