The Crossroads
When your lost on a path down the darkest of highways
When you don’t have a light to lead down the byways
When the roads all converge on the charcoal tunnels
And the skyways take you to the dark smoking funnels.

When you look in the mirror and the bogey man stares back
When you formulate peace into your plan of attack
But looking around shows you only the corners
And eve...

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Tears flow face feathers
Wrapping the world in wet wings
Cradling hearts broken .
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Emptiness vacuum
Space floating in space floating
Stars shining for love.
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Smiling beautiful
Peaceful tranquility there
Rest now your heartsfists. 
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Love is flowing down
Love lasts longer then hatred
Overflowing love.
…...

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Cold Steel 1982 Falklands Finale.

War. Going to war. Been at war. Guns, death, killing, been killed, destruction, explosions, maimed, digging holes, living in the ground, eating bare cold rations, craving a hot cuppa, changing your socks, trench foot, fear, flying in helicopters, de-humanisation, freezing, dead, scared, bad jokes, jets and bombs, losing friends, taking life, walking miles,...

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I Dance With The Ghosts. Falklands 1982 Eight

I dance with the ghosts

Of those long past

I can’t remember their names

I just know that their time

Far too early they came.

I see their souls  still 

Standing proud

As they battled till the end

And I wish I could remember

All their names.

As they danced the game of death

I see each one ...

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The dead man Falklands 1982 Seven

I looked in the dead mans eye

There were maggots crawling.

Soon flies would be flying

surrounding the poor mans head.

The smell of death scoured my brain

All I could think was “what pain”.

So I looked again. And looked again.

And drawn like the flies I looked again.

His lips drawn back in that dead mans smile

I wanted t...

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There's danger near Falklands Six

Stop! Stop!

There’s danger near.

Maybe right here.

A careful bending 

of the knee.

Maybe a hundred bodies.

Maybe more

All along that

Bloody shore

From a distance looking 

Like potato sacks.

Helmets, FN rifles,

Machine guns,

Helmets and packs

Anything to lighten

The load upon that bloody road.

T...

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White Flags Over Stanley. Falklands Five.

We sat and cleaned,

We sat and polished,

We sat and oiled,

We sat and checked

The action.

We sat and checked

Our mags.

We counted spare mags,

Filled them with caress.

We counted grenades.

We looked to the horizon.

We looked for the airport.

Changed our socks.

We were cold,

We were battered

And we we...

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Face Down. Falklands Four.

I saw him face down in the dirt

We turned him over softly

Almost covertly.

Three small holes

All we could see.

Sightless eyes

Looking at me.

Farewell my brother

We’ll always love you.

We’ll carry you gently

And lay you to rest

That awful black bag

Does you no justice

For the times you 

Laughed and brought

Us some freed...

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A muddy fucking hill. Falklands Three

The hill.

Just up

the hill.

Need it.

Right flank

Cover for centre.

Ghurka’s on our

Left flank,

That’s good

They’re good.

Then advance

Fast and hard

Bound.

Don’t take

A round.

Fix bayonets

Shit 

That means close.

Please no mines!

Please no mines!

Rounds buzzing

And cracking.

Fuc...

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Check the bolt Falklands Two.

Check the bolt

For action

Hands slip and slide

Mud and sweat

Sweat and mud

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

“We’ll be alright”

“Aye”

Said a thousand times 

a thousand times

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

Check the bayonet

Check the bolt

Check the mag.

Fucking hands

Shake

And sweat

Fucking ...

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Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982. Falklands One

Ah’ Chris mate,

What a fate,

We’d laughed 

and cavorted

Before the fun.

I’d had sex

In Pompey

And lots of rum.

It’d take a lot

To make us run.

You in your engine room

Me in mine.

All seemed well

All seemed fine.

Your ship

Was knightly

Mine was grey.

As we both looked

Out on that mis...

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Vomit City

I was stumbling home

the rain had turned to hail.

Ahead staggered a woman

Spewing in the gutter

Looking very pail.

So I lifted her from

The sodden ground

and said I’d walk her home.

She pointed out and mumbled

And off we went on her trail.

We came to a dark door

Behind was sounds of cheer

She asked me in

“Come and have a beer”.

The house...

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I’m a barfly.

In bars I fly.

I slap tenners

On the wet 

Bar top.

People stand clear

Waiting for me to flop.

But I don’t drop.

“Whiskey, double”,

“Erm Jamisons please”.

“Water?”

“NO” and “no bloody ice”

“You’ll kill it”.

“Unless it kills me first”

Wish I had a tab

Just in case.

I don’t fight.

But sometimes

I glare, at those

Tho...

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I met someone recently who reminded me...Getting old... it makes me laugh and cry when I see and speak to some older usually active people who have decided that though they were young and middle aged idiots, age has now bestowed wisdom upon them by the osmosis of years passing. Sorry your just evolved into an old idiot!

I dance within my dreams

I walk a road of tears.

The mist seeps ...

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Magellan Straight Chile.

I was sailing on the water

Looking down I could see my face

I imagined me down in a cool dark place.

My boots chafed my blistered feet.

It was just like yesterday 

A fathomless bottomless canned repeat.

Staring in that cool dark place.

I stumbled to my cabin 

It was just a mess.

I decided I had to clear the deck!

My feet still hur...

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Unnamed.

The lossless homeless

Living tomorrow every day.

Sometimes magic beset their minds

As reality unfolds and enfolds.

Fifty pence in a battered cap

As they stroke their lives companion

A mongrel dog of dubious parentage

Whose eyes carry depths of love.

Sometimes the fifty pence is a twentieth

Of that much hallowed bag of brown.

Keep your needle...

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Gare Du Nord 1978

The fucking train is fucking late.

It makes you wait and fucking wait.

The cold seeps creeps, deep inside.

Shuffling underdressed outside.

Thinking of philosophy

But the cold makes it impossibility

Waiting waiting fucking waiting

Platform four Gare Du Nord.

Its fucking cold but the French

still wander dressed in chic.

Up and down up...

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Lost love.

From my sleep

I saw a vision

In the strangest

Damned position.

A bad condition.

Damned by sleeping tears

And subconscious fears

I slept through the pain

In silence and cold rain.

The tears turned to blood.

I awoke stuck with tears

I glanced baby across at you.

I loved you in holy ways

You moved my mind 

In many ways.

Yo...

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I dance within my dreams

I walk a road of tears.

The mist seeps deep

Into my bones, to keep

As desperation takes hold.

Seeking love

When all’s laid to waste.

Love will tear us apart.

Its been said it takes hold

as all around is fear driven cold.

I saw two people copulate

Down an alley as I strolled.

A desperation i’d like to hold,

But the whiskey on...

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Another song/poem. I wrote, and my sons friend and I recorded, its a bit rough cause it was recorded on his phone, but the words are mine.

My Crazy Diamond

As these words cascade upon the page

I feel a hole inside

Sometimes I shine like you

My crazy diamond.

All my friends say its good to have you back

But I’m not there

I’ll spend another day

Just staring at th...

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A song I wrote a while ago, I played the guitar when I still could, arthritis in my hands has ended that, My cousins son sang and played the Harmonica and clapped.we never sat down and played it just sent stuff back and forth on the internet until we had something he could mix at his studio. Its about my son who died of a rare bone cancer, Ewings Sarcoma at eighteen years of age.

Blues for Davi...

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I dance within my dreams

I walk a road of tears.

The mist seeps deep

Into my bones, to keep

As desperation takes hold.

Seeking love

When all’s laid to waste.

Love will tear us apart.

Its been said it takes hold

as all around is fear driven cold.

I saw two people copulate

Down an alley as I strolled.

A desperation i’d like to hold,

But the whiskey on...

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Check the bolt

Check the bolt

For action

Hands slip and slide

Mud and sweat

Sweat and mud

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

“We’ll be alright”

“Aye”

Said a thousand times 

a thousand times

“Alright mate”

“Aye”

Check the bayonet

Check the bolt

Check the mag.

Fucking hands

Shake

And sweat

Fucking hands

Shake

“Alrigh...

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There are now more veterans from the Falkland Islands war that have committec suicide than were killed in the war. Please take a minute or far better the rest of your life to remember them and all the others.

Soldiers tale. 1982

Dressed as a pauper.

looks like a thief.

Pushing the boundaries 

Of your disbelief.

The raggedy man

in raggedy pants.

Arguing loudly

i...

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Devil take you

The mists wreath the mountain tops

The cold seeps through you like tiny drops.

There’s a gathering storm in those towers of stone

As you stare standing there almost alone.

The gods are absent from this scene

As you lose your mind to the dark and the dank.

He’s rolling down an unbeaten path

Like an undiagnosed psychopath

His staring eyes red ...

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Splashing Along

Splashing along 

In muddy water

Past the wall

Behind which

The off white

Ageless

Stones stare

Back at 

Wanderers

And seekers

And pilgrims

And guests

Memento Mori

Seeking words

In ancient 

Tomes of beauty

From long list

Of names

From long lost

Homes 

And forgotten

Names

Of every type

And custom

And ...

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The demons hessian sack

He’ll reach into your heart

Find all those pieces

Torn apart and bring em back.

The good and the bad

Battling for the surface

Heat like a furnace.

He’ll probe your mind

With his molten fingers of brimstone

Digging for that touch.

That touch to take you to hell.

As he ignores your tearful yell.

But its what you wanted.

Yo...

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Faith

Faith dances in your head

Walzes its illusion.

You pray before you go to bed

Have faith to halt the confusion.

I have faith my shoes will still fit

But faith in the ephemeral bit?

Faith someones standing there

Standing behind everyones chair?

I have faith night follows day

But faith the mystical is here to stay?

I fear for those with faith!

...

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An Open Letter to Cancer

Dear Cancer.

This could be a letter.

But its more a flow

That means much more.

Conscious-less rantings.

To break your cancerous bindings.

I tried to unpack the lidl supermarket bag with the pictures from the service the other day. The same lidl bag that we'd packed so many times for the drive to Leeds. Sentimentality for a brown battered paper Lid...

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All we are saying is give peace a chance 1980 (John would be eighty this year)

Eighth of December  nineteen eighty.

John David Chapman took all that’s free.

A shot to the back four times was all it took

And all of the peacemaker went to fuck.

I was standing in the kitchen

One Herschel Road, Forrest Hill,

South London with the radio on

When I heard of the shot of t...

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Love lost

I lost myself today

Or maybe yesterday.

I walk these streets of grey

Unable to stop and stay.

I look upon your face

And feel lost loves disgrace.

I wander why you smile

As I wander mile upon mile.

The dishonesty in my head

Lays me down on liars bed.

I want to slash and burn

As I see the filth and turn.

Death walks alongside, a sh...

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Lost at twenty-seven 

Robert played them blues

Only twenty seven

And the ole devil got his dues.

Lost at twenty seven

He was the first, Johnson

He played them blues

But that ole devil came for his dues.

Janis Joplin sang us her heart

She was only twenty seven

When he came for her

Yes she payed her dues.

Jimmy Morrison rocked the wor...

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Sorry Love.

The band was shit!

Its name disappeared.

Gone from the bottom

of drink soaked memory.

I held a pint

mixed.

Half bitter half mild.

I remember that.

We stood at the back

I wore black

Flares on legs

And sand shoes.

You stood

Arm around me

Around slim waist.

Meaning something.

I stared into

A far off place.

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New York New York 1980's

Leaving the noise of yellow cabs

Touting for business

In poisonous fume filled ghetto

Egyptian American driver

“Here”

But not here

They say and stare

“Not here. Idiot”.

“Not here man”.

Stumbling life blind 

Through the mists

And through the twists

And breathing the stinking air

Fetid furious oxygen theft 

Buildings cov...

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Jack Dempsey’s NY 1980

Oh god. Oh Dear.

A hangover in New York New York.

Small recollections through

hazes of alcohol pulsed pain.

Shaking fingers fumbling 

for coffee and cigarette.

In a dark wood cased  cabin

from sweat stinking bunk.

A million other people

who jerked through the same dance.

Night before around the world.

I stepped in time with you.

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We sat and cleaned,
We sat and polished,
We sat and oiled,
We sat and checked
The action.
We sat and checked
Our mags.
We counted spare mags,
Filled them with caress.
We counted grenades.
We looked to the horizon.
We looked for the airport.
Changed our socks.

We were cold,
We were battered
And we were soaked.
Thank god there’s
Always a joker.
The great artiste
One in every roo...

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Leaves end leaving.

My leaves up.

My backs up.

Back to the boys

Who I’ll always know.

But I’ll find them.

And I’ll learn

to love em.

Each and every one.

Again.

Bound in adversity.

We staggered 

through the pain

Lost in love

Twirling in the rain.

With a whiskey

And a rum

We’ll start it all again.

Its time to don

The uniform

...

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I went to the supermarket,

Right in my car I parked it.

I washed my hands,

Pulled on my mask.

I cleaned the handles

Of the black plastic basket

I’m not one to risk it.

So I did the safety.

I walked around.

A lovely cob,

A micro meal,

Some milk green top.

I walked along the arrows

That defined the narrows.

A guy came the other way.

He had ...

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My Crazy Diamond

As these words cascade upon the page

I feel a hole inside

Sometimes I shine like you

My crazy diamond.

All my friends say its good to have you back

But I’m not there

I’ll spend another day

Just staring at these four walls.

Come crashing down,

I smash my flat up again.

Silence deafens now

As these words cascade upon the page

I feel that y...

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I went to the supermarket,

Right in my car I parked it.

I washed my hands,

Pulled on my mask.

I cleaned the handles

Of the black plastic basket

I’m not one to risk it.

So I did the safety.

I walked around.

A lovely cob,

A micro meal,

Some milk green top.

I walked along the arrows

That defined the narrows.

A guy came the other way.

He had ...

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Devil take you

The mists wreath the mountain tops

The cold seeps through you like tiny drops

There’s a gathering storm in those towers of stone

As you stare standing there almost alone.

The gods are absent from this scene

As you lose your mind to the dark and the dank

He’s rolling down an unbeaten path

Like an undiagnosed psychopath

His staring eyes red wi...

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The Liars Smile

I sat and held your hand

A thousand times again.

Sometimes we heard 

The strumming of a band.

And I sat and held your hand.

We swapped smiles that

I couldn’t understand.

As you laid in that

Hospital bed.

I often felt forlorn

There’s a smashing

In my head. Sat in silence.

Just feeling like violence.

I slipped away

To the pa...

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Sell your soul

He’ll reach into your heart

Find all those pieces

Torn apart and bring em back.

The good and the bad

Battling for the surface

Heat like a furnace.

He’ll probe your mind

With his molten fingers of brimstone

Digging for that touch.

That touch to take you to hell.

As he ignores your tearful yell.

But its what you wanted.

You stoond ...

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Cold Steel 1982

I don’t know

I cant stand

What is in my head

Or what is in my hand.

Should I care

ShouldI dare?

I have

And it was exhilarating.

I placed the hard steel

My mouth took it

aimed at my thoughts,

A squeeze of the finger away.

The steel was cold

Upon my lips.

Rear sight 

Felt within my teeth.

One more pound

Of...

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Splashing Along

Splashing along 

In muddy water

Past the wall

Behind which

The off white

Ageless

Stones stare

Back at 

Wanderers

And seekers

And pilgrims

And guests

Memento Mori

Seeking words

In ancient 

Tomes of beauty

From long list

Of names

From long lost

Homes 

And forgotten

Names

Of every type

And custom

And ...

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TikTok TikTok TikTok times running out.

I watched Trump on the TV set

When a loud knocking

Was at my door.

I’d just come from my shower floor.

So I put on a dressing gown.

She stood there wearing a mask

I wandered who I was afraid to ask.

Had I seen her before?

My mate came round 

He had a Hauwai phone

He makes plastic tops for plastic bottles

Here he ...

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Soldiers tale. 1982

Dressed as a pauper.

looks like a thief.

Pushing the boundaries 

Of your disbelief.

The raggedy man

in raggedy pants.

Arguing loudly

incoherent rants.

Stares covered in shame

Thinking of different

things to blame.

Don’t talk to him

he’s only a tramp.

Stay away from

his miserable stance.

Heap your scorn

on his shambling for...

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Face Down

I saw him face down in the dirt

We turned him over softly

Almost covertly.

Three small holes

All we could see.

Sightless eyes

Looking at us.

Farewell my brother

We’ll always love you.

We’ll carry you gently

And lay you to rest

That awful black bag

Does you no justice

For the times you 

Laughed and brought

Us some freedom.

I don’t kn...

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Dreamtime

I walked around cause I’d had a dream

All the people wandering what they seen

I lit a cigarette on a well scratched box

Looking up I thought I saw a fox

I looked again mad and keen

Searching for the message from my dream

Only suicide is the big question to ask

Camus wrote that on a napkin before the book

Yep I felt like Sisyphus climbing up that hill

I ...

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In his image.

Stumbling through the chaotic selfish masses,

whose passing kicks and punches at honesty

destroy the desultory syntax that paranoia inflicted.

Curling the lips of the long kindred spirits.

Lips curling with semi happiness of nervous distrust

Lips curling with the comfort blanket of disbelief.

Brown kids looking at white kids thinking your a liar

White kid...

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