There’s a hole in the sky

Where the light pokes through

Where white cotton clouds

Move softly, silently

Confusing the eye

Diffusing the view

Whilst in contradiction

The dark grey, the white and the black

Mix, match, meld and obscure

Everything within sight

Every now and then a snapshot

Reveals a pocket of the deepest blue

As if trying to escape

Atte...

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Send me a card from home

My dear

One that is rosy and red

A chocolate box picture

Of a chocolate box dream

Where the flowers still grow

And no one is dead

Send me news of my brother

George

And my mum and dad

How’s the boy doing?

Does he ask after me?

And his sister Annie

How’s she 

Send me a card for Christmas

My love

Send one Full of ...

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Bloody hell

Reigned down

In bloody mess

Blood stained streaks

Of bloody minded bloodiness

Fill red rose pools

Whilst everyone looks round

 for somebody else to accuse

each claiming God is on their side

But who can say whose blood

Will soak into infest, ingest, ingress

Into the hearts, minds and souls

Of those soul less others

The passion that was dealt

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It’s six twenty five

The alarm is ringing, buzzing

In my ear

I get up; pull a razor across my face

Shower and take my pills

Running late

Must pick up the pace

The train pulls me along

In its slipstream of humanity

Familiar faces

Jogging and jiving

Ducking and diving

Some still stuck under the duvet

 Changing for the eight twenty eight

Wide a...

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Run boys run across the street

Down the avenue

Into the woods

Through the trees

It feels good

Doesn’t it

To be hot and sweaty

Breathing hard

It’s been a laugh

It’s been fun

Having fired a shot

Feeling the hot barrel

Of a smoking gun

Run boys run

It’s like the old days

Running, being chased by the law

Thinking we had it sussed

We knew the...

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The troubadours ringing tones

Are carried down the street

His songs of undying

 And unrequited forevermore

Cast in stone

Pretensions of ardent love

Kiss the wind

His beard a sign of

Trying to hide,

Extinguish his youth

The boyish charm

That some will find endearing

Lost on others all too soon

People flash by

Seemingly unaware

Of songs of ...

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It was pissing down when I left home today

Clouds the darkest shade of grey

The blackest of the black

The rain at full force of attack

None of the comforting

Soft pitter pat

But a diving crescendo

Bursting on the earth

Bouncing off brollies

Bouncing off cars

Wiper blades moving quickly

Swishing back and forth

Arriving at my place of work

The day has been...

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Tall tales told on barstools

Are often dangerous

To those who tell them

As to those who pretend to listen

Tall tales told that won’t stand up

On their own

Needing supporting

Oohs and aahs

And gratified applause

Tall tales told

By those who really should know better

 And hold as much water

As a holy French letter

Tall tales told

Of the o...

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You look at me and what do you see

You look at me all the time

With that supercilious grin

Scanning me from head to foot

You pass no comment

And yet you say it all with your eyes

They say that every picture tells a tale

But you never draw, paint or photograph

What you see

You never describe or make a photo fit

Instead you just stop, blink and stare

You looking...

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Her lips dried and cracked

Like candle wax

Thick bloated and puce

 summon up a smile

showing off her eyes

swallowed up by the dark shells

 that surround them

hiding some long lost truth  

Her skin as dry as parchment

Crisp and faded brown

Reveals a vague pulse

Beneath the purple veil

And the silver crown

Her smile flickers

An almost used up flame

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A car door slammed reminds the young man of the dammed

His eyes show fear and freeze

He has all his limbs yet he’s frightened of a sneeze

He stands, he walks he offers you a cold clammy hand

But all talk of what he does

and where he has been are banned

The shells the bullets, the noise still fill his thoughts

Like a stain

A continuous film running fast, slow,

someti...

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You switch me off

You turn me on

You tell me I am the light of your life

But you switch me off

And you turn me on

Sometimes I feel so dirty and abused

I have got the fingerprints that prove

And still I let you touch me

You switch me off

And you turn me on

You push, you shove, you ram

You turn me on

You crash , you burn, you shout enough

And when you...

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Its no fun when you’re five

Being taken to the barbers

Having to sit still

Not allowed to move

Having less life than a tailors dummy

It’s no joke

It’s not funny

When you’re five

 you have all the attention

span of a distracted bee

knowing you would rather be,

running through a field of nettles

on a rope, swinging from a tree

Anything but sittin...

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Spring brings forth its first flush

Bright and green

In something of a haste and rush

Or so it seems

Desperate to cover up the bold baroness of winter

Over marsh , over rock

Over branch and over root

Broken thorns cascade and rub

Inside my boot

As we tramp our way along the coastal path

Walking in a troop

The water below lapping, slapping

Gently c...

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White feathers flying in the air

Passing, floating seemingly

Without a care

Unreachable, untouchable

Moving far away

Nowhere to be caught

To be bound trapped, in a snare

Some form an almost orderly line

Showing the anguish and the pain

Of the killing ground

A brief encounter

With barely a sound

A small trail of blood

Marks the spot

Where a c...

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I want more

I want more

More clothes, more food, more booze

Once or twice a week seems to be my ration

But its not enough

I’m just not satisfied

Got to keep up with fashion

Today I’ve been shopping

I’ve bought this and I’ve bought that

Oh..and I like...this

It looks great on

But sitting here loaded

Surrounded by bags

 full of clothes and other necessary ...

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