That Punch and Judy thing

Does the writing do the thing for you? is it good for you? what would you like to do? is the writing alright with you? I task myself with the quill will myself to write and in the shortness of a Summer night when the girls are pretty and their clothes are light it’s not…

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Enigmas

The lyric repeats on me, in the Ghazal there is mystery and the lyric repeats on me and repeats on me and more mystery, in the South a Mafeking calamity making more history and still there’s the mystery of the Ghazal…

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And then

I am full of suggestions but she makes little mention of them. she owns her agenda I bend down before her ha I am full of suggestions she makes little mention of those,…

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Word on the Kerb

Mixing it up down in Brixton fixing some lines in my brain Windrush is busy, not peaceful, the poetry flies all the same. It’s a give and a take it the day’s what we make it I choose to make it my own. mixing it up down in Brixton home to a few of my…

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What think you?

Is it a done deal do you feel happy or hard done by? Listen in they’ve not got a choice it’s an occupation hostile forces at work bringing a nation to its knees. and if you blink you’ll miss it? the twinkling of the starlight scope or the hope you haven’t got a cats chance…

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The well

Is it time that bothers you those minutes picking at you the hours laughing at you the years passing by you is it time that bothers you?…

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Cockleshell cowboy

Stripped of all reality wading out into the sea for only I could hear the sirens wailing and failing in the fading light lost the day turned into night the shore became a memory for me and a man walking into the sea…

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