Fire burning over memories of Christmas

Santa is riding high into the silk sky

But he cannot come here with Brexit a tie

Donna chewed on Santa’s long toenails

As he snoozed on Blitzen’s fat belly

Where streaks of Pollock green ache

Like August clouds

In love with feathers and glass

As the fires take it all away

Widened eyes of the dirtiest faces

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Cheshire housewife buys her Hereafter Insurance,

Works hard for nativity with port and gin

Our truth is, success means excess.

Then lies were common in family life

Waiting, hiding, broken, when when true

As your eyes sparkle through Mona Lisa smiles

And lies of untruth spoken words

Housewife with her gin

And tonic gives Santa a good

Time!

Heavy Mon...

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My lightened, chastened offspring

Return to me, unknowing

Pincher Martin feeds devious plots

Tick Tock

Am I living? Am I breathing?

Life created by a whimper

Hyenas rejected at a tender age

Babies burst from beautiful bodies

But human nature drives towards annihilation

Leeching veins cling for life through the zealous

Suffocation of being fed with ...

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Strange seasons clip and slash new life

The hot sand blows into my soldier’s rations

The robot newsreader sounds like comical Ali

Bacon butties served under sniper fire

World’s end to wellies, flip-flop relief for Achilles

Do I deserve to be loved?

Drowning in an eternal sea of despondency

I rise up and say no

The season changes the earth burns

Naked ...

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Fidel Castro let go of the bed

His broken record bucks with static

Blame blame blame the

P.E. teacher who made my

Life grim.

The earth is burning, the earth is burning

May as well spend the weekend on Blackpool Sands

Love beats abortion, irony beats stupidity

Swirling around in a stark blood red orange

Lost in a made-up history of calming fire-pit ale

D...

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Aqueous humour's not very funny

Neither is how easily we forget

The story of each other's pain

Arranged marriages of spirits and the

remnants of deep pain

The sky is a plush blue velvet

Its papery clouds are upon it

As if they are lace - the 

Dew glistens on the grass

Like numerous bright eyes looking

Up at the sky

The wrong arrangement can be d...

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Riots in another Eden, Eve’s tearful funeral,

Her truth was a lie and was all about Eve

Caged across anonymous affairs

Over poetic contexts in fragmented narratives

Through expectant open-mouthed pockets where paradise

Would never be the same again

Eve has escaped the serpent

But not its bite, she chases the dragon now

The blackened souls will always rule,

But not i...

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Good food side by side,

Poems two by two,

Just walk, walk my friend to the Joy,

From the darkness, walk now to your summer.

Hera disbelieving Zeus kicks

Him between the legs. He smiles

Surprised by joy

And my lover said to me

Walk to the door of joy

And well come me

Revisiting revenge underneath pie trucks

Like a rampant ground hog day

Funny and r...

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Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious

Travelling down a road

Knowing nothing about time and space

Happiness of the hangman, as

the Death Row fly is executed.

Silken threads, falling heart strings

There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air

We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.

I slipped on folded paper that has more than pa...

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Poetry in unusual places

Yarn-bombing red as a spaniel

Line of poetry clutters in clusters

Faeries and Diddymen, aliens and witches

We transcend to rainbows when we die

Cold coffee cup clocks stuck at half-past six

The witch her face disfigured

Better methinks burnt at stake.

Lost in the past watching swallows flying north in spring

Swallows in blue s...

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The organisers of the Heatons Arts Trail have sent me the following about our proposed workshops:

We need something specific from poets. Their ideas would need to go into the application or be discussed and decided beforehand.

No idea how it would be organised re the working together with artists but we need to have something concrete from someone wanting to do a workshop. So that we ca...

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Various forms, jump into sestinas

with withering winds and eager ancestors

A room with no windows shakes and rattles

It holds inside a madman singing of

Man's Fall.

From man back to monkey

With a wave of Mr Wizard's Wand

That cruel hateful yellow star

Kissing chaos: my man is not ill

Tasting the salt, feeling the bullets

He disappointed his ancestors,

as ...

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The Heatons Arts Trail (held in July) is already looking for contributors in the spheres of art, music and words. Of course, we still have our Heatons Twaiku twitter account.

If anyone has ideas for workshops or other poetic activities, please post them here.

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Give everything away you won't need those things

Snow drops bring new beginnings and fresh starts.

New hopes, old fears, grasping at

The sky, fingers crossed for meaning

Does the eagle eat the dove, or the dove

Soothe the eagle?

The kings race across the snow and through

The winds of time to the new born truth.

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Birds in nests, delicate bluebells

Thrive in demanding abundance

Nature takes its course

As the animals go wild

Overcoming your insecurities

Whether swimming in lakes or crossing gateposts

Catching ghosts in the shadows

But you must let them go.

Run through the wind

And John said "Oh dear! Oh dear!"

Lozenge lawns running through the winds

He is ...

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