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Two poems and a short story written whilst travelling to Bath on the 22nd of March 2017
Battle Song David and Lisa were near the city of Ratisbon They had been exploring the area for a few hours David was carrying a paperback book detailing all of Napoleon’s battles whilst Lisa was carrying a slim volume of poetry by Robert Browning Do you realise that Napoleon stood on one of these mounds […]
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Two Restoration Poems
Emma-Lou Fitzgerald Emma-Lou Fitzgerald knew John Wilmot who was the Second Earl of Rochester and he wrote a great deal of his early poetry on her bare back He instructed her not to bathe for fear of loss but she disobeyed him and on a chilly March day bathed in the River Stour John Wilmot […]
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Final Poem of my Journey
結束新結束
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Chinese Poem (Traditional)
旅程 機器的末端
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London City Airport
We exchanged briefcases at London City Airport My name is now Michael Richard Shaw And yours is Perry H James
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The Stages of the Moon
Like Paris London can be very beautiful But I prefer Paris as the people are more chic Even the homeless make something of an effort Autumn in London is particularly beautiful With the golden and green leaves Loose and covering the Georgian squares It is the equivalent of Paris in the Spring and Summer London […]
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Will & Jane
When they awoke they discussed their dreams Which were about sitting in Yorkshire car parks Discussing colourful agendas And other grey green thoughts
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Car Parks In Yorkshire
As they had grown tired after many days of travelling Will and Jane decided to take a short nap For a couple of hours in a posh hotel They both woke up under the dismal Yorkshire skies and discussed The car parks of their dreams
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Fuck Me – A Whale
Fuck me I have crossed the Alps And have endured a six day sea voyage Deep in the middle of the winter Just To see a whale Washed up on a beach But now that I have arrived the creature has returned to the sea When life bites you on the arse […]
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On the Leeds & Liverpool
Young lads being catapulted towards Clitheroe In seldom reported boating accidents Of mills and warehouses being burned to the ground Never in a million years were they insurance jobs One of them never burned down you know It was on a hill away from canal Our Albert used to love these trips I have […]