Month: June 2019
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A Father And His Daughter Dies
A father and his daughter dies Because a politician lies And now no matter how she tries A mother cannot halt her cries
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Before Now
Before now before the internet before mobiles before computers before television before books what was life like? imagine none of these things imagine all of them gone not available not existent what would we do? a moment came when i had nothing to do and nothing that i wanted to do and i stood in…
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The Dog Days
The Dog Days of summer are on us When nothing ever happens And we can’t be arsed to try. When life is become drudgery And we treat it accordingly. We do nothing or little or less, We just pass the time In our own grudging ways. The sentence of life Loses meaning for us And…
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The Megacharge Thing
Clad me my roof In silicon tiling And fasten a turbine Above it. Channel my shit Through a methane digester And then give it back Let me burn it. Plug in my car To my home-powered grid And then let me drive To the limits Where the shops and the buildings Are living green creatures…
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Watching The World Go By
The cafe window was a large single sheet of glass. It was streaked with smears on the inside and streaked with dirt on the outside. Joe Bowden sat in the chair at the far and of the bar that ran the full length of the window. He always sat there. It was his place. The…
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Privet Hedges
Privet hedges border every avenue in the suburbs in the sub urban streetscape on a journey from my home sycamores and limes line the roads and whisper in the wind that blows over and around me in the side roads dog turds tightly wrapped in small black plastic bags adorn thorn bushes like Christmas presents…
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Being A Father
Being a father. This is difficult. I am one, I am the son of one, I am the son of many Gone before And never known. I’ve never known The one I have And he has known The same of me. We are two strangers, Too strange In too many ways. We’ll never know each…
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Morning Tastes So Good
Sun shines in blue skies Bright air, dew damp underfoot Morning tastes so good
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I Wish I Was
A man steps out of his car He stands in the quiet road Looks up and down Sees nothing Sees me looking at him I am nobody He knows He walks to the back door Reaches into the car Lifts out a small child Perhaps three years old The man is Chinese The child, too,…
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Walking Through The City Centre
Just walking through a city centre Dull day but dry Pleasant enough The place, too Nice new buildings Clean and tidy Spaced out Old buildings still standing Here and there Like old friends Memories Just walking through the city centre A little further Into the dark streets Turn a corner Here I am Here they…