Just scribbling

The trinket gurgled heading to the stream that babbled I dabbled a toe or two in as young boys do summer flew, outspread wings and the north brings winter I always knew it would end this way with ice on the window panes indoor parlour games and Gran on the accordion. (Trinket may be an…

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Pierced

I saw you in the distance and in an instance recognised the look that shone from yesterday deep within your eyes. if I dream it’s in technicolour…

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Wind chimes

To a greater or lesser degree we are all captive in our own world where we make the rules and yet abide by them only when it suits us. Nothing interferes within our spheres of influence but we are influenced too easily fall into the traps so greedily and are eaten by the giants that…

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Prep tool

What if we were not but if not who’s got the answer? Maybe we are not planetary, we could be an eyeball in the face of a giant, Monday and the questions begin Cheshire the cat gives a wink and I have to grin…

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Coffee time grumble

Well that went quickly wasn’t it? didn’t it? couldn’t fit the weekend in an egg tray? I wanted it got it used it up forget it. And now it’s now and not then until the weekend comes again…

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Medicine men

I bind the wounds but poetry bleeds out from me and I am dying slow, (slowly) (which makes it rhyme) But I never gave a rats ass if things rhymed or just fell flat, my life was this and though some say cat’s have nine lives I’ve had ninety three and to me that’s certainly…

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Orienteering

I never thought I’d get there to sixty two, but where the fuk am I? heading to the fountain watching as this mountain crumbles. he mumbles, fumbles in his pocket pulls out a handkerchief (initialled in the corner ) because one cannot be too careful wipes away a tear from the one good eye I…

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North

There’s nothing new in the rear view so whatya looking for? everything is ahead of you. Fight or flight? do whatever’ feels right. Chisel your names into the night and write your words in the sky they might not remember who you were, but they’re going to wonder why and where there’s passion life goes…

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Units of unawareness

Write a letter to yourself and where you think you’ll be in eight years time, the therapist told me it would unlock something in me and so I wrote that letter and put it under the clock on the marble mantelpiece. Today at five forty three it occurred suddenly to me that the time had…

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Side effects

I am cocktail shaker pill taker, doctor and his orders that have to be obeyed. Listening to someone yodel but I don’t know who it is. The tablets, though not made of stone could build a wall and I think of this when I’m not thinking of you, when I’m home alone not watching home…

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Reads the ingredients and licks the spoon

In the film of my life I play a cameo role, a lost soul looking out from his rabbit hole. When the jet goes through the poodle which looks awfully like a cloud and the poodle dissolves into a puddle I’ll breathe out aloud, but let the puddle rain in Rainham, because Birmingham’s full of…

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The second coming

Aha the weather has changed we can all go back to misery long faces on a longer journey you can find misery under M in the dictionary (thanks to Bernardo Soares) for that idea. The sun’ll return to burn some and some’ll buy cooling lotions, the parasol sellers who sell sun umbrellas should really promote their…

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The time trap

I swim in them so those pictures from a minute ago or a thousand years ago are still stowed in the album…

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Floats on Friday

It’s no good being squeamish about squelching as your eyes open on sweat filled sockets, drying myself I am crying, the heat at this time of the day is awfully trying, did you notice how I didn’t fukin swear about the heat? and so good for the diet I lost four pints of water you…

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More Wain than Wainwright

I think I’m going to melt into a movie and show my better side, do make yourself feel comfy I’ll put the kettle on who knows it just might suit me or I think the heat might just be getting to me and it has nothing to do with the movie…

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Jump

The parachute means fuk all when you decide on a freefall only rock bottom makes sense, with a propensity towards irresponsibility where reliability goes out through the door what would I need a parachute for? It never hurts when you’re hurtling towards a known destination and the freefall’s too late for procrastination, stood by the…

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Then

Sometimes the magic gets stuck at those times you’d better believe in good luck or the pixies that live in the glen…

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What it could be when it’s Wednesday

Then I have drank gallons from the well where hope springs eternal, watched as walls crumbled, saw the old ideas sink as the new came in I have been and am what I have seen and then became more. what does the blender know of a chefs passion? it just does what it’s made for…

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Flight

The spirit guide that rides with me and has done as far as I can see forever, never lets me down. This is a lightness to a being and although I cannot see him or her I know the spirit guide is there. with a blue lamp for my healing that peels away all pain…

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