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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Nicky Nicholson New Zealand 1999

His hands shook

His face contorted 

He fought with 

His stomach

Every morning

Palsy’d whiskey

Into his coffee

At breakfast

Thought no one

Noticed

As his new day 

Was inhaled past

His vomit rotted

Teeth.

His breath stunk

His skin was

pallid

He hadn’t washed

His eyes 

Were like

Dark

Stained g...

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Blood money

What is it

said

Just before bed

Or intrusion

In your head

Or interrupt

Like a pixel fool

Your football fix

Schedule

How many?

You don’t remember.

What……?

How many goals

Three to two

You’ll never forget

Had a winning bet.

How many

You don’t recall

But you love

That winning goal

What….?

I’m just saying

Bodies by th...

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The only people for me.... 

Are the mad ones.

The ones who flare and flame,

Blast their way

Across the universe

In words of all kinds.

Babbling coherent

And incoherent as…

They fight to find 

The world to live on.

Shabby looking,

Slim from lack

Of sustainable

Edibles.

They shine the brightest.

Flying high

On drugs and drink

And way out i...

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Cancer I hate you.

This isn’t a poem

Maybe it is

Maybe its quiet words whispered in the ear 

Yet shouted out the loudest

of the one who needs to lave the room. 

Cancer I hate you. 

I have no alternative points of view.

Only… cancer I hate you.

I know your not a person.

But I still hate you.

Cancer, you are a medical terrorist.

You stand top of my list.

I...

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Truths vanish

Truths vanish 

As history is written

Smoke wreathes around

Time upon time

The reflections of broken mirrors 

The refractions of shards

Placed to trap dullards

Whose minds travel in a heard.

Truths vanish

Upon the alter of greed

Perceived greater need

For those to feed

Whose snouts already bleed

From trammelling in the seeds

...

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The middle men. 2016

Kill them all

Said the man 

who sent

The man with

The vest

Kill them all

Said the man

Who ordered

The man

Who drives

The drone

Kill them all

Said the Sheik

To the pilot

Who hit

The tower

Kill them all

Said the man

To the pilot

Who commands

The B52 overhead

Kill them all 

Said the man

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Truths vanish

Truths vanish 

As history is written

Smoke wreathes around

Time upon time

The reflections of broken mirrors 

The refractions of shards

Placed to trap dullards

Whose minds travel in a heard.

Truths vanish

Upon the alter of greed

Perceived greater need

For those to feed

Whose snouts already bleed

From trammelling in the seeds

...

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Pals

10.000

20.000

30.000

40.000

50.000….

…100.000

A million.

Khaki shades

Young heroes

Old heroes

Scared heroes

Brave heroes

Just to turn out

Is hero enough.

Measure.

Going home

gloriously

North

On a carpet

Of red

From a pit

Of brown

And betrayel

Of ignorance

Pals

Together forever

The lu...

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Fuck Them That Aint Us

Fuck them

That aint us

Amen

In the pain 

And overflowing

Disdain for

Those we call

Warriors

Is the greatest 

Of us

Hiding under

Bushells

Of damage 

And fear

Hold them near

Tight

And dear

Drink their

Fear

To understand

The truth

Of your own lives

They are your

Reality

Living ne...

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“We’re going down the pub”!

The speed spread

Through my head

As I ran laughing

Seeing it all.

Oi Oi.

Peoples faces,

everyone shining

Like glass lightening.

Some smiled back.

"White riot I want a riot"!

My feet danced

In puddles of light

As I danced

The dance all right.

I could run right through the night.

I crossed the puddles

...

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All we are saying is give peace a chance

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 the gun.

My hands were befitted...

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Panama 1983

I used to potter close and afar

In plain clothes for a job.

In late nineteen eighty three I went to Panama.

Strange it seems although the boss was Noriega

I found Panama quite a delight. 

Especially upon a night.

It was my fifth time there so I was aware 

the guys on customs could be quite a pair.

But nothing $20 US couldn’t sort fair and square.

Each...

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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 shade.

A shade lo...

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Valparaiso around Cape Horn 1985.

Bob Dylan 

Guided people to their places

In the cemetery

Wearing a top hat

We were gone

Going

To Valparaiso

The Horn was sick and busy

I vomited my breakfast.

Pinochet welcomed us

With hands held out.

Marlborough and whiskey and 

Threats with burp guns.

Dont mention Pablo…

Don’t mention the Stadium de Santiago.

...

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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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Fuck Them That Aint Us

Fuck them

That aint us

Amen

In the pain 

And overflowing

Disdain for

Those we call

Warriors

Is the greatest 

Of us

Hiding under

Bushells

Of damage 

And fear

Hold them near

Tight

And dear

Drink their

Fear

To understand

The truth

Of your own lives

They are your

Reality

Living ne...

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Take the ugly things

Take the ugly things

The twisted forlorn

Fallow empty cold

Ugly things.

The despised, feral

rancid vapid tepid

Broken things.

The ambitions

the contradictions.

that bastardise

humanity and 

kick human frailty.

Into damaged things.

To progress on

Imagined ladder

built on the rotten

Wood of greed.

Greed ugly creed.

Fo...

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There's danger near Falklands 1982

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.

...

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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

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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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Take yer shanties and shove em 2016 Or the Anti Shanty.

Take yer shanties and shove em.

Take yer white foam flying.

Take yer fair winds blowing.

Take yer furrows following fucking freely.

And shove em.

Yer songs about masts and sails

and rolling, rollicking singing and fun in gail’s.

Phoney fallacious frigging fantasy folklore.

Unreal figures dancing and pranci...

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The Bookshop

Walking on squeaky floorboards

Occupying space

Previously walked

At a nurtured pace.

How much time

Have people taken

To scan the walls

And see the books?

The smell of written beauty

In a time of pixels

Smell the pages

Of history.

Looking through

Piles of literary minds

Looking for that goldmine.

That transports and en...

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When you have cancer

When you have cancer

The world becomes smaller.

The world becomes hospitals.

Chemicals and Nabilone.

Hope and dreams to confess.

             Free for you from the NHS.

So the world is smaller

Yet its also bigger.

Because the fight that you make

Is the same all over the world.

Unless its America.

Dollars mean care.

We get it for free...

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Pub 2019

Walked from the emptiness

of a grey cold flat

onto grey cold streets

made greyer by the seeping

misery of rain

that isn’t quite rain.

Walked the dank streets of oblivion

to a bar, the bar.

There’s the smiling faces.

Josh like a son

smiles and big brain

Big Mike with

gentlest smile on earth.

Dylan walking his own path

spreading happiness.

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The Estate

Kids with kids in

Second hand push chairs

Walking line ahead

Lad at the front

Mother and baby

To the back

Followers.

Its how its done

When your hard enough.

Burberry caps and Adidas tracksuits

Nike sneakers cheap knock offs.

Big earrings gold in colour.

Make up layered upon layer.

Stoned. Started at lunch times

On the school field

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Stumbling through rows

Upon rows….

Of headless flowers.

Wandering wildly

At the assassination

Of such beauty.

Someone told me at school

There was a heaven

And a headman whose name

Was god.

They told me of gates above

And endless caress of love.

And another place of fire

That waited for me if

I strayed from paths so dire.

But I never believed f...

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Inheritance 1996 New Zealand

Granny

Grateful widow

Granddad

Misogynist with

Drink and fists

Uncle George

Uncle Ernie

Uncle Fred

Coldstream guardsmen

Aunty Frieda hard working mam

Aunty Jenny shop boss

My dad Dave

Uncle Tommy

In the shipyards

Mum a seamstress

Till I appeared 

Ernie war hero

George boxing hero

Fred docking hero

Dad my ...

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What was tonight?

Whiskey and water.

Beer,

Arguments surreptitiously

Heard.

“My husbands a cunt.

But I stay with him.

He fucked the next door neighbour!

I told that bitch and she left.”

Cigarette passes between lips.

Smoke inhaled.

Scared of the night.

Afraid to leave, 

Afraid to stay.

Lost in a miasma

Of friendship love and fear.

Strangers awash in ...

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Blues for David

Woke up this morning

I was feeling blue

Looked to my left

Couldn’t see you

Looked to my right

Thats when I knew

Oh my best buddy

Buddy where are you.

I have a million dollars,

And ten tons of gold

That I kept in a locker.

For when us two get old.

But its worth nothing now

Because we’re torn apart

And I know I can’t spend 

I ...

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Slice of Heaven 1988

In a slice of Eastern heaven

in nineteen eighty seven.

I sat on twenty million dollars,

worth of paint

From on the Island.

Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Where poor people 

see rich people stroll along.

My mate the bosun

Ng and I were close uns 

We rolled together

In all the weather

Shipmates through and through.

I’m the offic...

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Homage to Shane Macgowan

I saw a pot of gold

Sitting slumped by the road

He was beautiful and broken.

And shone with alabaster

Broken teeth and shame.

His words were gold.

He was rotting

In his prison

But still glowed 

With all thats great

Of the greatest of hungers.

He was Behan

He was Mangan

He was unshaven.

He flowed with a love

Tha...

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Thank You.

Waiting for something half as small

As something standing half as tall

As wind blows to make it fall

How can we tell when we hear the call

We’re the last that stand at the freshers ball

So don’t call me jack, cause I’ll make that call. 

Lets become humanities gorillas 

Gorillas of humanity.

Going round kicking ass

With random acts of kindliness.

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Oh America

Sometimes I want

To give you lot

A collective thump

This time ‘cause of

….I can’t even be arsed to say his name.

Oh America

Your doing it again

Inflicting on the world

That special pain

Yet again.

Oh America

Land of the free

And columbine

I’m so bloody pleased

Your not mine.

Oh America

You gave us Ginsberg

We lear...

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I wrote this as a song, when I could strum a bit, arthritis in my fingers has ended that. My cousins son who has a masters in music played the harp and sang. Then he mixed it at his uni studio. Its fitting this was the last I played. Some know I lost my beautiful son to a rare bone cancer five years ago now. 

Blues for David

Woke up this morning

I was feeling blue

Looked to my lef...

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Inspire to Ignite

Breathe 123

Inspire to Ignite

Begin the fight

Reverse the flight

With 

Compassion and fields

Of glorious inclusion

Breathe 123

Freeing for me 

The lost past

And ofttimes 

Pain

Ignited inspiration

To fight the negation

Of damaged limitless

Life loves

Flying high

Doves

Breathe 123

Of mental rebirth

chaotic syn...

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I’m sad Mr Fate is June 2017

I’m sad, Mr Fate is

No longer my mate

The back of my head

Sees red mist 

And a wall

With a picture 

Screaming in its

Asylum

Grey fat 

Splat

Drips and slides

Wars late

Homicide

Hallucination

Suicide.

Impulse is fun

But to be

Avoided. 

9mm is all it needed,

Short stretch of

Pressure.

War trophy from h...

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Stories to tell. Early 1980

Cathy was my friend.

I was twenty.

Cathy was twenty three.

she worked 

at British Home Stores.

On the counter

where lipstick

and smells jostled.

Colours for the nose.

Candy for the eye.

She was pretty.

Very pretty.

We’d meet in 

The pub.

“The Cheese”.

We’d drink. 

We’d get stoned.

And go and 

have s...

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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.

F...

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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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Amsterdam.

In late Nineteen eighty two

i was feeling very frail.

And on this occasion

went a bit off the rails.

Not really knowing

Who I am

I took myself off

To Amsterdam.

There I met a mate

Who was a little bit gone

Always called himself

by the name of Mad John.

He set me up there

with a nice little number.

Something to do,

A nic...

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I could write about

A million tomorrows

All those tomorrows

Writing about yesterday.

When tomorrow

Turns to life

Yesterday is only strife

Times to remember.

I fall on times

That felt good

Times that were good

But only yesterdays.

Today turns and

Only sees with blind eyes,

Only yesterday When the time

 has come to pay.

I’ve loved f...

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Undo the knot

Release the bindings

Free my mind

Drink my beer

Hold my hand

Walk my road

Take my mind

Inhale my fear

Kiss my heart

Lick my arse

Be unkind

Blind eyes clear

Throw down hate

Kill my face

Reflect mankind

Wash in tears

Fly higher

Live underground

Roots unbind

Kill all thats queer

Feel my death

Love yo...

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How could I tell

We looked at the fear

And asked its name.

But how could you bloody tell

When alls on to hell.

I looked out the window

And it looked back

All my belongings in a sack

I really couldn’t tell

A hessian bag filled with shit

I marched to the pipes

And lost her name

I knew it wasn’t quite a game

But how could I fucking tell

We...

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David had taken his A's and got straight A's in Maths, Higher Maths, Chemistry, Physics and Biology, he was studying to take early entry exams for Oxford University. Where he wanted to study Medical Research as first choice.

I wanted to drive you

To great halls in Oxford

I wanted to see your

Rundown wee house

That you studied in.

I wanted to see

The posters you’...

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Ive got a one way ticket

To the hell fire

Chains on my throat

Like a neck tie

The hell hounds

Hot on my trail

But I’ll tell you now

I don’t mind dying

Who can I love

Who can I love

I went to the crossroads

And it all turned to fire

It smelt much like my funeral pyre

I buried that box of tricks right there

Because who can I love

Tell me who can...

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When I dance in my minds eye with angels.
And fear being deserted and alone.
I saw the old woman in the church yard 
saying another goodbye at the same stone
painting another farewell scene of ancient love.
And I don’t fear that which lies beneath the grass
deep in soil and farewell clothes 
and trinkets of memories sent on a journey
of hopeless hopes and boundless groundless
prayers for ...

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What was but never was

David had taken his A's and got straight A's in Maths, Higher Maths, Chemistry, Physics and Biology, he was studying to take early entry exams for Oxford University. Where he wanted to study Medical Research as first choice.

I wanted to drive you

To great halls in Oxford

I wanted to see your

Rundown wee house

That you studied in.

I wanted ...

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Awkward Love

Our relationships been rocky lately.

I’m doing my best to put food on the plate

But sometimes I know its not that great.

I’m getting fed up with the way you punish me

especially when you don’t get your own way.

You won’t even sit with me after our tea!

Also when you eat 

I shouldn’t have to wipe the table down 

every bloody time.

Its beginning t...

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I was in Vancouver, drinking and dancing to the rock band, It also doubled as a strip club I was dancing with a native Ameriacan Indian, as we danced a fist came out of nowhere and side cocked the girl I was with, she went flying accross the dancefloor and hit the ground, My arm was grabbed by another girl, who'd thrown the punch and she just said "your with me now" and dragged me over to her tabl...

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Make Mine a Double

Make mine a double,

Then make mine another double

It never means trouble

So make mine a double

Jamesons flowing straight

Jamesons into the night

So make mine a double

And keep your water.

Feet change direction 

Head takes reflection

Eyes begin to see blood

So make mine a double.

The toilet gets further away

The body b...

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I saw a barque

And it was painted in Rome

Where it called home

What a lark a baroque barque

The baroque barque was made 

from trees stripped stark of covering bark

And as the shipwrights stripped

They made great wooden attack

To the haunting tunes of Sebastian Bach

What a lark to make a baroque barque 

stripped of bark listening to Bach

A lofty matter when composin...

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Leaves end leaving.

My leaves up.

My backs up.

Back to the boys

Who I don’t know.

But I’ll find them.

And I’ll learn

to love em.

Each and every one.

Bond 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

Time to become 

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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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If you can

Give up anything.

Without regret.

Don’t fret.

Your on the way

To the place to stay

Were consciousness is everything.

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I went to Pinochets Chile. He was a murderer, its history now and Pinochets dead, He was good friend of Thatcher which should say it all. He led the coup that financed and supported by the CIA killed Allende and killed a dream. Victor Jara... google him. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V%C3%ADctor_Jara

I hated Pinochet, he "dissapeared" people.He governed with terror, and the Santiago stadium...

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Cunt

I met a cunt.

How do I know 

I met a cunt

Because thats the

Word came into me head

Cunt. 

She was an

Existentialist cunt

Cause she’ll 

Always be one.

I could tell you her name

But I think you can guess

But it is cunt 

Starting with C.

So I’l stick with cunt.

She’s got the sociopathic

Front

Of a massive cunt

Its also probably where 

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Papal Love.

The pope was here.
Sorry children.
He’ll die soon and ascend to his heaven.
But you're hell…
will last forever.
And…
You don’t need to say sorry.
You can’t say sorry.
You will say sorry.
Will you say sorry?
Will you say sorry… is there a heaven?
“Suffer the little children”?
Oh yes!
Because we are the power and the glory and we live in Rome.

Irish graveyards.

Afri...

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Sun Flowers are freedom

Sunflowers have been established by various cultures to represent faith, loyalty, adoration, strength, cheerfulness, and warmth. Their yellow color, also the designated color of sarcoma, represents vitality, happiness, and friendship. While there is no question of the devastating effects of sarcoma, many patients, survivors, and families are able to find l...

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Tears

Falling down assisted by

9.2 meters per second.

Tears heading downward cried.

Spots on the face beckon.

Falling feathers for the face.

Salted rivulets embrace

Nooks and crannies of the face.

Cascading at a steady pace

Familiar to the human race.

Tears born in scary place.

Is there anyone who never cried

Oops I just espied

over there they ...

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Dublin

I took a trip to the wildest place

Where no one could deceive me.

It was a place nearer hell

I knew you wouldn’t believe me.

The walls were bare wood dull

They felt they could make me free.

So I sold my soul with greatest ease

So I should never have to see.

The beer flowed and bubbled

Making us temporary see.

And we danced once ...

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The destruction of inner space



The destruction of inner space

Slowly mashed and bashed

Self cauterised attempt failed

Directionless can’t face away

Relentless can’t not hear

Pissed worse don’t drink beer

Whirling mess of mindless fear

Thoughts are lonely fragments

Hope isolated remnants

Longed for death not achieved

Lack of intent or illness

Voice...

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Standing Still Stoned

Standing still

In the rain.

I’m waiting for

Someone.

Someone to come

Save me.

I’ve smoked too much.

Stoned view of world.

Distorted extended

Feel apprehended.

Someone shuffles by

Looks at me

Then looks at his feet!

“Oh no I’ve done too much”

Or maybe not enough.

Thats me in the shadow.

From the neon light.

“Kebabs piz...

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Stories to tell. Early 1980

Cathy was my friend.

I was twenty.

Cathy was twenty three.

she worked 

at British Home Stores.

On the counter

where lipstick

and smells jostled.

Colours for the nose.

Candy for the eye.

She was pretty.

Very pretty.

We’d meet in 

The pub.

“The Cheese”.

We’d drink. 

We’d get stoned.

And go and 

have s...

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Homage to Shane Macgowan

I saw a pot of gold

Sitting slumped by the road

He was beautiful and broken.

And shone with alabaster

Broken teeth and shame.

His words were gold.

He was rotting

In his prison

But still glowed 

With all thats great

Of the greatest of hungers.

He was Behan

He was Mangan

He was unshaven.

He flowed with a love

Tha...

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Undo the knot

Release the bindings

Free my mind

Drink my beer

Hold my hand

Walk my road

Take my mind

Inhale my fear

Kiss my heart

Lick my arse

Be unkind

Blind eyes clear

Throw down hate

Kill my face

Reflect mankind

Wash in tears

Fly higher

Live underground

Roots unbind

Kill all thats queer

Feel my death

Love yo...

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The middle men.

Kill them all

Said the man 

who sent

The man with

The vest

Kill them all

Said the man

Who ordered

The man

Who drives

The drone

Kill them all

Said the Sheik

To the pilot

Who hit

The tower

Kill them all

Said the man

To the pilot

Who commands

The B52 overhead

Kill them all 

Said the man

Wh...

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Hung by a thread

When you hang by a thread

It can turn into rope

Thats what you get

When you have no hope.

It could be tablets.

It could be a knife.

Either way

Its only a life.

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They’re only words.

Everyones spitting gritting hitting shitting whimsical pastures of pestilential sepulchritude. 

…Which is about someone spitting a dummy out and putting it back un-wiped in their gob.

The masterful mastication of the master masturbators morose onanism is entrenched entrancement

.…watching someone masturbate. 

The subtle blossoming of intrinsic...

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C:\ for the brain

I tried to log on

I tried to be there

But my synapse

Told me always beware.

I glared at the 

C:\ and it flashed back

User unknown

Reenter again.

I scanned for virus

And found a dozen

macafee for the mind

That’s why I’m blood blind

I tried the C:\ prompt

Once again

Looking for something

That wasn’t disdain.

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In Nineteen eighty I was again in New York. On this occasion I wanted to visit the world champion boxer Jack Dempsey's bar/restaurant. A homage to his place on Broadway, I attired myself appropriately in black suit, white shirt and black tie, I looked like a reservoir dog.

Whilst sat in the bar area I was engaged by two US marines who challenged me to a drinking competition... they're so full o...

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Granddad 1930

My Granddad went to the First World War with the East Yorkshire regiment, he lied about his age and got signed up early in the war, four years in those trenches destroyed him as the good humoured kind young man he’d been…..

Granddad

Grand lad

Blanket row

to

East Yorkshire

Regiment

Battle garland

“Oppy wood”

18 yrs old

Covered in mud

...

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Filey England 1960 something. 

The shed smells of shit

Its not a shed its a chalet

Its boxed happiness

Its freedom

From desolation

Its a summery

Destination

With a swimming pool

Full of polio

Cold shivering 

skinny kid

Its the place

We leap

Like national sheep

Laughing in unison

Drunken fornication

Shimmering castigation

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In 1983 I went to New York. Quite a lot, but this time I decided I wanted to see the Bronx. I was told it was dangerous, and its possible flouting that danger was part of ptsd I'd accumulated the year before. Anyway it took me two goes... the first time I was stopped walking alone towards the Dock gates by one of New Yorks finest. He left his vehicle with pistol drawn, before asking me what I was ...

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Nicky New Zealand 1999

His hands shook

His face contorted 

He fought with 

His stomach

Every morning

Palsy’d whiskey

Into his coffee

At breakfast

Thought no one

Noticed

As his new day 

Was inhaled past

His vomit rotted

Teeth.

His breath stunk

His skin was

pallid

He hadn’t washed

His eyes 

Were like

Dark

Stained glass

Po...

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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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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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Are you there god?

Are you sure?

What gives life

To all the poor?

When your all good.

Why do we have

So much blood?

When your sat in heaven

Why kill our children?

When your so sublime

Why make life like

A poor mans mime?

If you answer prayer.

Why give cancer

Its ghastly lair?

You’ve lost your touch.

Its all too much.

When there’s so much war.

W...

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