‘It’s love actually’

Monday I can do it ‘Standing on my head’ but I’d rather have hot milk and cornflakes smuggled into.. …red I feel the colour coming creeping waking up my life from sleeping dreams.. ..the wind can’t whistle properly it’s driving me insane and that constant spittle soaked Godiva always heralds rain. And now it’s half…

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Returns to school

Time to get lit to sit up and take notice. There are more people asleep than awake and all it would take is creative input to put them wise to the way of Today. And Today is a wonderful way to begin to begin to pin back my ears and hear the birdsong, to put…

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Common denominator

state a case any case and some will pull a face others will pull a double shift some will jump ship slip off the radar but they have one thing in common and that is they all do something. I do occasionally do and others do too people like me are only people like you…

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Gargling with gargoyles

When I flip and skip a word or jumble lines that become the sum of what I do it doesn’t bother me it’s only my pretence at poetry and who cares anyway? Shakespeare? no dear he’s long gone along with Shelley, Keats and John Donne, I feel at times alone like the lines don’t want…

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Cutting things fine

Does anyone care about anyone? there but for some grace I do If I decide to put it on red and let the lot of it ride or deal with the wheel on its spin the chances are that I won’t win does anyone care about that? And watching a Western with my badge and…

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Recesses

What we think it should be or what we think that we see is not necessarily the whole thing. I, who have conquered fears melt at the touch of an infants hand. There should be a steward’s inquiry as to why we see only a part of the picture, I put it down to a…

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Stones and statues

‘Suzanne’ was playing on some background station and I was fixed upon a point where space met unreality, a dream as yet to be as most dreams are. The chord like knots untied me and inside me I lived and died when she threw roses from her window but the morning flew by swiftly and…

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Hunches

The bridge is long and the day pulls in I stop to look at the view, it’s exciting and I start and stop to pop my head above the parapet to get another view it’s life off the turnpike either you like or you don’t it won’t stop the bridge going on…

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Contractual obligations

Life is razor thin but death’s no place to begin so let’s start when the heart starts to beat you might cut yourself shaving but I know that you’re saving the bleeding for me an edge on the edge and I’m begging to fall toppling into the abyss and it swallows me all of me until I become…

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Love is always..

So many good things and to start, I have lost my heart to her, is that a loss? thinking it’s my gain I tell her I love her, she knows and I know too that she loves, when she says, I love you too. so twenty past seventeen and the new year starts to gleam…

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Reversing forward

Youthfulness hides in the folds of my skin knock, knock, knocking but it can’t get in and somewhere in there there’s a shout it’s the youth locked inside and it cannot get out. Dilemma’s like comma’s arrive in wrong places, wrong times and my spine’s getting shorter I’m caught in the trap being kept in…

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Outcast in

Vilified, criticised, ostracised and you wonder why we’re dissatisfied and we’re clamped while you ramp up the pressure until the gauges blow and you still don’t know? I’m not so sure I need a drink but I need to drink and sink into that soft oblivion to dream of her, summers in the pavilion strawberry…

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Friday in the doghouse

There’s a lot more living to die for and lots more of the living I cry for, want more? lady on the skids cockney got four ‘dustbin lids’ how’s she going to cope? The government? fucking hope less a cess pit snake pit wait a bit that’s not right they’re there to assist us? no,…

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Is it that time

Already out of bed he, unsteady on his feet she says, put your warm coat on and then he’s gone. and it’s cold and damp the street lamp is out watching the frost tigers leap from the trees a freeze frame a moment in the morning. I’m getting up now making coffee he says to…

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Studio five point five

I cannot see the bigger picture that you show me, see I stopped listening to the story and the fairy tales and don’t believe in the happy ever after no laughter escapes these lips see I was dead a thousand years ago but I didn’t know and went on living as if I was still…

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Evasive maneuvers

If you’re desperate and you need it then greedy don’t describe it, necessity being the mother of retention. There are falsehoods in the neighbourhood lies that fly through ties that wind us up. Modernism smells of new age schizophrenia but in reality it’s just another ‘ism that we deal with. fearful for the future? well…

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Wintery weather

Still watching snow falling each flake takes me away to some far distant day when the sun shone I watch as it goes then it’s gone a bit like life but the snow’s much colder…

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The well

Where are you going to put the tears when you’re full of them and have been for years, where are you going to put the tears then? People I know who never let feelings show and people I don’t who do, people who smile while they’re breaking their hearts which one of those people are…

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Bombs away

Moving twice as fast to catch up with the past, but making no headway at all. Standing still will do me. thoughts of a tree but even trees fall eventually. On Sunday I pray. The church bells have rung I am hoisted and hung by my own petard, ‘Hamlet; always thus, hard to understand? If…

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Earlier in the day

As the evening falls I will follow it down through the dimly lit corridors into old London Town. the bright lights aware of me shake quite magnificently I lift up my eyes to see stars. When the fix is in and the bars have gone the only way forward is to get up and move…

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