Desert dunes

We have to stay in there’s no more playing out, the naughty step or the dustbin that’s what it’s all about. My imagination’s running riot doing a damn sight more than me, who could have thought that freedom was not really being free…

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…and in the blue corner

I never listen to the whispers from the conmen on street corners and prefer instead the barkers down the markets in East London. the same thing is always the same we need a change new picture gilt frame. Language. she spoke in several tongues I stuck to my guns and was shot down, speaking English…

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Cobra spit

Rise and shine time is whatever time you want it to be, mine’s in about three weeks’ time. The longer this continues the more confused I’ll be. We know today is Monday and tomorrow will follow on but can you remember Saturday and has it all gone wrong? are we living in hope or in…

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Curried chicken at a guess

Nowhere is the new in place, the last time I was nowhere nobody wanted to go there and now everybody is where I used to be, Where’s nowhere, you ask nowhere’s anywhere is my reply. It’s a bit like lonely but more cheerful because it’s homely and that’s where the heart is. Dinner’s cooking, but…

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More from the mill house

Mother said, go to Ryelands park, the fairground’s on here’s two bob and don’t you stay ’til after dark I want you home it’s school tomorrow. Those yesterdays lay heavy on me. it was all a fairground then, even schooldays had their share of fun but to be honest I preferred the riverbanks where I…

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Fiddling about

The Leonardo that came through the letterbox rocks and it fits very neatly on the wall, the woman who’s in it ain’t that much but fair’s fair I never paid bugger all. The bedroom could do with a Renoir it’s not often you see one of those but all I can afford is a Hockney…

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Mid-Atlantic drift

There is only you the last one standing even though you’re not standing. But you make a move an eyelid twitches switches to the other one and that one twitches too. The film across your eyes plays something from the sixties but you’ve seen that film before and so turning over, you go back to…

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Fixtures and fittings

When I grow up and this is just a hesitant memory, you will remind me of these days, the watchful gaze of security men, the nurses doing more than their share again the postman the driver, all hope to survive in a national crisis The Queen quoted Vera Lynn, I think her Maj’ had been…

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Long weights

Someday it’ll be that Monday and we’ll all be set free, back to the prisons of penury, the sanctimonious would use the word parsimonious because penury isn’t dainty, let them paint me a cross upon the door where I live God doesn’t give a toss and I’m at a loss as to how to explain…

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Just the ticket

I’m writing a piece of happiness filled up to the brim with goodness, I think we all need an infusion of what they call delusion. Smiling my way through the day and then the police come to tow me away as if I’m a wreck, but I am at their beck as they call thus…

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Wafer thin walls

And look, lots of room in here for doom and gloom and yet we fear the refugee, I think we are the refugee, the searcher looking for the shore. Under a sun that does not shine, you’ll see a face and that face is yours and mine. But we do make more room for doom…

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Spring clean #64

If we live that long however long that might take we might make some progress whatever that is and that is that. Monday on the merry-go-round got to work and earn a pound going on the underground where most things are hidden from view. I want to stay in bed want her to lead me…

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Hobbies

I press wildflowers she presses me to her breast, know which one I like the best? yes you guessed right…

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Under pressure

The jet stream someone and their idea of a wet dream. I’m going Awol taking a bottle and finding a grassy knoll not looking at Dallas although Dulles is looking for me. Even in hindsight my eyesight is not right. I tried catching rainbows shows to me that I might be going crazy instead of…

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One more

It can’t be but I see it can, Monday is here the weekend’s down the pan. steady, steady I will rise in time and get ready, oh seriously! she nudges me at 04:33 coffee?…

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Bitten

Eden’s overgrown Adam’s gone and God’s been overthrown, Eve sits on the throne now with serpents at her feet, her world almost complete. a bit like this piece of almost but not quite done…

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Freelancing

You’re invited to those parties which become your new tomorrows filled with happiness and tragedy, overflowing with the sorrows in your heart, and the music jumps from eight-track to the latest in fidelity, but you can see the incongruity of being blessed with second sight, When I wallow in self pity I need no one…

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Nothing is fair

I shouldn’t be here I should be back there taking part in the weekend, but Monday smacks me sideways and knocks me off the chaise, I’ll spend the day knee-deep in work and have no time to lounge or laze, nothing’s fair at all…

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in loco parentis

My attention span is barely long enough to bridge the gap between two firing neurons, (John’s on one) but long enough to traverse the universe, I build atoms, sink fathoms and lay cables on the seafloor, jump canyons with abandon to make atoms on which to build on, Sometimes like usually most times and at…

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Self motivation

It’s that day we all say it’s Monday unless it’s still Sunday and it could be somewhere. I’m awake now and ready for what this day brings. It’s got to be that if you start it right at the end of the night before the day breaks you before the passage of time makes you…

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