The accordionist

If it’s not broken break it if only to see how many pieces you can fit into the hands of a store front mannequin, they used to have those when I was a kid, giants of people with holes in their heads and we put money in to them, charity, they said, but I often…

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Winter Gardens

Sentiment sent me for a day by the sea and in making my way to the bay which I remembered from childhood I could see shapes of the shadows of what used to be I could see me with an ice cream Mum with her knitting, dad trying to fit in to a kiss me…

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Here we go

innuendo you’d think nudge, nudge, wink, wink, back in the day that’s all we had to play with and Action Man, mustn’t forget him. Playing with Sindy or Barbie was much more fun Mum raised an eyebrow wondering what now? ‘Tales of the unexpected;…

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Magnetic lines

The play times were the best times times ten and I remember when it was playtime all the time and then the bell rang time and playtime ended hair short and grey but back in the day it was sunshine on hay, now a bit of playacting tracked in like mud on my shoes old…

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Friends

Dear old Mr Huggy you made me feel safe every night you kept me nice and warm when my mum put out the light the monsters didn’t frighten me and didn’t make me cry but I’m still sorry that I wet the bed and out you went to dry. Then you went to pieces fell…

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The twenty seventh memory

Off the weir where the water runs fast and the danger is near to the surface, watching as fish out of water choke for a chance to get further upstream and I envied their trials sometimes I swim to the island and lay looking up at the blue sky, being warmed by the June sun until…

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One Summer day in 1967

It was mid morning before it dawned on us that we were late and what a fuss we made, Slices of bread and marmalade half brewed tea put the pot in the shade. We got there at the last knockings when the tide was about to turn, down went the fishing lines up went the…

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The butterfly house

it was easy to turn our dreams into reality and then our wishes all came true, except for you (because you were as thick as pigshit) we could say that to a friend, (friends to the end) that’s a bit of a childhood haunt come back to haunt me and we went up t’park larked about clambered…

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27 jewels

Pretend me a pen and let me know when I can write, pretend me a day pretend me a night pretend me the vision to write. ‘one two buckle my shoe’ or will you do it for me? She says, ‘that the boy is a man’ I can do that too, ‘one two buckle my…

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