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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One for my sister

A day out with my brothers, my sis’ and all the family Morecambe by the sea, there wasn’t much sand back then but we didn’t mind man said, ‘don’t look at the sun or you’ll go blind’. dad told us that during the war he captained a tank, he couldn’t drive a car though. Dangling…

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How to breaka monotony or WTF part two

gently touching on her sweet lips kissing her until the evening fades into night watching stars that burn and light up love in her eyes dreaming silver on the beaches that flow down to the sea sand that builds the castles just for you and for me we laugh looking through this spyglass in a…

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Writing the picture

I saw myself from a distance drowning in reflections in a playground with my best friends on a see-saw on my own. I waded through the ripples and found a girl I used to know but I don’t think she remembered me just the way that some things go. I could photoshop some memories but…

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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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Three and ninepence ha’penny

The clanking of the mills memories of tramping up the grassy hills the river banks Francs the tap of clogs whippets and other dogs some still here, but most are thee’r where the past lays dormant. school? well only when and that wasn’t too often then Grandma at the crown and star a milk stout…

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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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Another lost to memory

One by one and they lead you on and on you go, deep becomes the depths that you know and sinking willingly thinking she’ll kill me, still it’s only music. The song long ago the minute that’s now the lyrics that linger that kisses you how I remember…

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Merry Christmas darling

  Did you guess what he was bringing you were you good the whole year through? Hoofs that trampled softly on the snow that lay heavy on the roofs of years ago I remember too. We rolled time up and put it in a snowman’s hands and watched for dad to climb the hill when…

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Pot luck Lancaster

Facebook tells me this is from a year ago, funny it feels like five minutes ago to me. Religions fooled us, we used to go to the Sunday school shoeless clueless about Jesus I thought miracles were what mam made We sang for our supper at granny’s, got a cup of cold gravy, the old…

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Continental shifts

It’s only then when you’re being swept along by the hands of the clock and the song brings you back to the moment you first heard her and you swear that you met her in an Algerian café, only then you remember it was back in Montmartre where she left you a small part of…

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Blue notes

About that time or slightly before or it could have been later when she came through the door and the radio was playing some tune from Berlin, an orchestra special, what a way to begin. I could hear her words but her eyes said much more although that could have been later when she came through…

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Inked

I pen Ghazals they become like old pals the ones that you never forget,…

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