Cinema

One main street, a hick town fifteen light lit at sundown, by the dock a boat, in the graveyard one stone angel looks towards the sky watching as a gull floats by Deathly still in hicksville…

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‘Ladies Walk’

( the victorian promenade ) With our lines in the river we’d sit there forever waiting for a bite and the tide would come in it was then that we’d strip and go for a swim, hot summer days when on the banks of the river we’d laze, reading the Beano or sometimes the Dandy,…

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Influenced by what I see, though to be honest not easily. One has to weigh up the pro’s and con’s of the ones who’d try to influence, but people, places, putting names to faces, hard cases sad cases suitcases all influence me though to be honest not easily…

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The nightcap

I knew of them one or two of them from stories that I had been told, when my day was quite young and old was a crease in the scrapbook, a piece of the past pasted in. They all become ghosts playing host to the shadows that drip from the sunlight…

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Passing notes

Pretty, yes, a little bit, but laughing like a lunatic, she’s bending all the. rules a bit maybe it’s me that is the lunatic, when I take her home for tea she’ll let me know…

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Circus

Juggling the ‘work, rest and play’ is a struggle, but I can do this, In bed and thinking I’m not drinking coffee that’s piping in the pot ( sounds of music ) look in the mirror not impressed, dressing in the dark odd socks? a good start. There are not enough days in an hour…

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Curtains call

How many times have you wanted some time for yourself and been denied? hubbub and hullabaloo I can hardly bear, can you? and if empty vessels make the most sound then this tube train seemingly full is actually empty, profound! actually hubbub and hullabaloo sound like bears to me, what about you? just messing about…

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Crazy golf

I watch things like people sunsets daybreaks buses ordinary everyday things that move across my field of vision and play games with my imagination. When I grow up I wonder what I’ll be and I wonder will someone like me watch me too?…

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No worries

Stubbed my toe again, maybe I’ll move the chair. But it seems I like the pain so maybe I’ll leave it there. always when I take my slippers off, odd how slippers make me feel very old…

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Under clouds

I can hear that it’s raining. pit-a-patter what’s the matter? I think I’ll get quite wet, but only if I go to work and that’s not decided yet. I have coffee and a magazine on a lear jet, oh! it’s just a dream but it’s still raining…

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Mass

She may be the Messiahand if that’s sothen Netflixdone got it wrong. The bible song,that’s the one that you don’thear’til you’re too far goneto care. it’s just adrenalin that’s pumping himand the thought of immortalitycontrolling me. The universe sits on the fencethe Pope is full of guileshe may be the MessiahandI’ll know that in a…

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Pinball

Here I am hidden in plain sight disguised as a man. Tuesday appears, sometimes a week seems like years and not seven days I don’t forget that I’m not there yet but I am almost…

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From the addict’s diary

We never know do we? when to stop and could we anyway? Far away on some tropical, scanning the papers and seeing what’s topical, talking over breakfast and that won’t last will it? It’s better we don’t know, sensible to let go and float off…

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No escape from Monday

I was thinking my way through it and before I knew it, I was through it only to find that I’d been on rewind and he starts all over again…

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Did they get to you too?

they haven’t got a fukin clue about the things that I’ve had to do shot through seen through been through and fuck you, you’re probably thinking, who’s rattled his cage who puts the poet in such a rage? but it’s just poetry making things appear to be what they are not and I’ve had lots…

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Plot twists

Wyoming? why anything? in a minute or two the light will break through and I’ll start feeling more than a quarter to four. Caffeine to clean out the cobwebs that crisscross my mind, but bed is the web into which we are led at the end of a very long day. and why Wyoming?…

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Pancakes with everything

I sat there looking at the kitchen table unwilling or unable to take it all inAnd many years later someone said,“Hi and where have you been”? I was here all along which was wrong,I had gone to the far side.So I lied and said,“Somebody died”Didn’t say it was me.Couldn’t see any reason to tell them…

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4×4 road trials

Out of the PJ’s a glass of O.J and down to the R.A I think that artistic endeavour is often the greatest pleasure unless you’re a piss artist. Cut out most of the letters and abbreviate everything, if they want to understand they will. Sobriety is not the key to longevity, but it may help…

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Awaiting my second childhood

The first one went by in the blink of a why did it go so fast? this next one I’ll savour, suck out the flavour and have it with mud pies and snails,…

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