Stressful, unbearable,

caged predator breaks free

Steady and purposeful

pouring like a lover's fountain

It

It was something out of control

Whoever is to blame, only One can save

Sweet baby sweet or would you rather

have it salty?

Kinky magic waved her wand of golden dust

"It" may have a great deal to answer for...

Slate remains, s...

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Hello all

As you know, we are thinking about making a poetic contribution to an anti smoking campaign in Heaton Norris. Aside from the obvious health issues, there is also the problem of people tossing dimps out of upstairs windows of high rise flats.

Here is the email by Naomi Whitman, the Creative Media Centre Project Manager:

'We’re still in very early stages of the project at the mo...

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Tongue sticking out

Going back to Kemptown for a kiss of

mellow wine

Contemptible lives.

Is that what they died for?

Brown amber chaos shattered

Irritating egotism:

Children!

Blood drips onto white roses, turning them red

The lips that kiss

Only sinners take on

Stiff and tired, cold and loathe

Nameless bullet strikes in silent strength

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Linda's poetic prompt, in case anyone failed to get it:

http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=45186

Having glimpsed his poem for November, I can tell you that Nigel is feeling inspired...!

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People die for what they say - a sacrifice

I would say.

Promises unfulfilled in darkrooms

my pen massages,

carefully and lovingly

the waiting page.

She is everywoman: sacrifice, laughter, death.

U kip I kip we all kip

running saved her life

she is all giving

the painting of the dog, howling

she is all-giving, all-taking, all-lov...

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Wonderful woman lost in her mirror,

worn subject of a Swiss dream

cobbled on the back

of the toilet door.

Tiny lights

observe their image

fragile; a subtle glance.

The river wild, the river loved, the river mild.

History, life, rivalry

my eyes were filled with tears

from the sight

to play by Petrarch's rules the Bard foreswore

swept away...

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Strangled thoughts inside and out,

Lost chances rust in lonely sidings.

Tailor driven across hope

buried deep under steelworks

strangled in lies

hope made of granite

and reinforced steel.

The tosser on the dance floor

Throw him into an IT grave.

Once you get used to something, your

imagination loses its mind, use your

imagination and look at som...

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Blood on flashing dancefloors;

towards the courts of monochrome

our killer slouches home.

Time is running out, I'm suddenly aware

and the poetry flows -

and so it goes...

The beauty of grit is retrospective.

Strawberry juice on chin

swallowed in one breath

over a mis-shaped tattoo

Tattoos last longer than love;

ink is the blue kiss of death...

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Herded in trains, peripheral memories,

feelings frozen under violent suns

frizzled out across the weekend:

tuna and chips, beer in the square.

The will of one person

gets power from many;

The loudest of actions

hide behind a silent will.

Sometimes I forget to get some

try not to be stupid and don't laugh

truth too painful to hear

Better the cracks of

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Height is so unfair not to have.

Brown hens devour each other

while we eat their eggs

Dead birds, half-eaten squirrels.

I'd rather a white feather came through

the door than a telegram

War and more war:

If only we fought like real cats and dogs,

politics would be pointless -

we could agree to disagree

and nobody would die.

War-time: less su...

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Has anyone been entering the Spring poetry contests (Erbacce, etc.)?

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Flowers of colour under summer blue

Daisy chains bind maidens tight

Bluebells ring out their charming spell

The river's reflection may not be

what you want to see

The seasons shout hello but whisper goodbye

Spring colours into life; grey memories, white swans

neglected lighthouses

forgotten

I would like to wish you all well

as I can't think of anything ...

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Soothe the wounds of weariness

give ever more to the graceless moron

a daisy-chain of elfs and fairies

Praise the poet,

kill the beast,

pity the mother.

We chatted on the chairs below

while the echoes danced above

blood splattered like spilt soup

Watch out

TV ads may

terrorize you

UNCHAIN THE CHAINED

Spark and fizz

rage and whizz

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Bardic warriors in the worn tartan

of Christie Cleek declaim

their savage lines:

It's never too late to be early

and catch the wind

Taxed to death

Heaven-sent

the mirror whispers a thousand words

we seldom notice

Stuffy, smoky stifling atmosphere

of shouting people:

What do they put in our beer?

Stop killing our world -

and don't be late!

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Mothers of sons dream troubled dreams

of blowing leaves and anniversaries.

Give me an energetic brush every time

it smells like winter, trees sigh softly

and nature floats my boat. Red and gold

leaves scurry along in the force

the pungence of words strong enough

to sting the nostrils, sweet enough

to bless the ears

glamour in fleece and recognition

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