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Political Will won't, will it?

 

Deception comes in many forms

And takes on many guises

Expected tricks and underhands,

As unforeseen surprises

It strips away trust's sweet veneer

It crushes hope's foundations

But when it creates indifference

It destroys united nations.

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Tweet, Tweet.

 

I've transformated, morphasised,

I've bent, reformed, aligned.

Embraced and moulded with some zeal;

included and combined.

So now I'm out there, chick at large,

pouring forth my thoughts;

compelled to brief to unknown screens,

providing my reports.

When snuggled in my rain-soaked nest.

When waiting for my tea.

When just about to fly the nest,

th...

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Worms and Cheese

 

Now getting in first is valid advice

thus staying ahead of the game

to obtain the slightest advantage

is Mister Successful's aim

in a dog eating dog situation

taking leads is a winning approach

reward and acknowledged achievement

is surely beyond our reproach

but sometimes a little reflection

and restraint can prevent us a fall

to understand that th...

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Things aren't always what they seem to be.

 

Two medic students dwelt one day

observing new admissions

and visually assessed each walk

then mused upon conditions

'A slipped disc' came a knowing nod

'I'm afraid I beg to differ,

Haemorrhoids I'm sure it is,

a slipped disc walk is stiffer'

Keen to settle their dispute

they approached the man with care,

for he had a worried look

and a disconce...

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Suspicions confirmed

 

The dog had gone, the children scattered

The family atmosphere was shattered

And once the In-laws had departed

I confessed, yes, was I who'd farted.

 

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On going reflective

 

I was a certainly single guy.

She became a lover.

And then my mistress.

And a friend.

She was soon my Partner,

my Lover, my Mistress and my Friend.

The love was fractured;

and with that went the Lover,

the Mistress,

and eventually Partner too.

I contented with the friend.

Yes, I contented with the friend.

Alas without the Lover and the Mistr...

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Kind? Not my kind; unkind

 

When things that appear as they should do

turn out to be nothing but fake

and their form and position and physique

take shape for appearances sake

when so often we're clearly deluded

and substance is masked from our view

we behold and embrace and take comfort

well what else can we reasonably do

but some things are there to be questioned

should not be al...

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Growing up

 

In a long ago time when the world was fine and the sun shone every day.

Where the grass grew green and the air blew clean there was always time to play.

Then falls from trees and fresh scraped knees where just one part of life.

As meal times passed we survived the fast untouched by any strife.

When football games were played in frames until dusk wrap it's cloak.

A stic...

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Goodbye

 

Goodbye!

All my thoughts and feelings were focused on her;

she struggled stoically,

fighting against the obvious rising tide,

not wanting to lose control,

for me, for her, for the others on the platform.

I'll never know, I'll never see her again.

Slowly we moved away, she never moved.

Hanging out from the carriage window she watched me,

and I her, until...

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poem

 

Blinding bright the winter light

strikes out against the chill

reviving life and spirit

as perched up atop the hill

it reaches through the laden clouds

strikes all who lay below

warms, restores, promotes, implores

instils a rosy glow

the visits though infrequent treats

remind us of the force

sustaining through truncated days

as the season wends ...

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Cupid and Psyche

 

The best in me has brought the most happiness

and, in seemingly equal measure, sorrow.

When the lesson is learned at last

how brief the time left lasts;

how I've portrayed the images of passion,

bleak pictures of the incompatibility of man and woman.

Nimue pursuing and tantalising Merlin.

The clasping, desperate embrace of Phyllis to Demophon.

The mermaid ...

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