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Natalie. Politico (from my new series of Natalie poems)
Natalie. Politico.
There was trouble in The Argentine. A few of Natalie’s friends spoke out against the military junta who ruled the country. The two girls and one boy, all aged eighteen had simply vanished. Natalie was scared. Roberto warned her not to speak out. The same people who forced him into the army, ending his college studies, had apprehended the teens. Their fate was unknow...
Sunday 8th April 2012 2:41 pm
NOTICE
NOTICE
I notice you in the pub, you with the raven black hair and pierced face,
you look at me, a dark eagle. I guess rightly that you’re as alternative as me.
We talk, we get on, I see no ring on your finger, are you single, should I have asked? You say you sing, I say I write and I’ll show you my poems, you’ll sing me a song. What kind, I ask, emotional you say, but yo...
Sunday 6th November 2011 10:08 pm
SHARLEEN COME TO ME LOL
SHE
She looked all of a rock goddess in her black vest,
grey skin tight leggings and loose brown hair.
Bent over the pool table doing her shot, ...
Monday 12th September 2011 2:43 am
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