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The Moon is over Hampstead
I should be writing about Rotherham Railway Station For that is where I am at present In my waterproofs and wellington boots The station now boasts a canal Between the narrow platforms And how nice in looks under the bright lights But I am thinking of your breasts That are illuminated by the Hampstead Moon […]
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Audience
An audience whether one or a thousand Is the final part of the process Of writing poetry I am not sure who reads my poetry And pretend not to care But I like to see my words in peoples eyes And on their lips and in their thoughts That is possibly an arrogant attitude But […]
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Is God an Artist
Is God an artist I ask myself As the light In East Kent Cannot have been Accidental in its origin
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22222
22222 I should be saying happy palindrome day This is the first palindrome since the 11111 What were you doing then Anna I was living in a garage A garage Yes a garage in Greece Why were you there I was living with Graham and Gertie What were you doing in 2011 Anna I was […]
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Handmade in Torcross
I always do things that make me happy Whether it is completing a watercolour Or listening to Louis Armstrong on the beach Although I am of a meagre talent I create postcards using meadow grass And bring dry colours into brilliant life This is how I pass my quiet sea days Here in this village […]
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Robert Garnier
Le perle Le rubis Millis was sitting in the corner of the room on a worn settee She was drunk and had been drinking heavily since she returned from her grandmother’s funeral The chain which swept down over your once ivory throat Will never as it used to do adorn your breasts Your breasts will […]
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Equidistant and Other Poems
Equidistant Six months ago the sun was high in the perfect sky and the air was agreeable to all Our weather today is different with heavy cloud obscuring the winter warm sun The breeze is still mild but the fields no longer scream It’s Local Phillip I travel by train each day but both […]
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Winter Wedding and Other Poems
Winter Wedding Bleak narrow country lane The fallen leaves are almost hidden Crushed and motionless They are colourless now A young man in a black suit and brown shoes Walks nervously towards the ancient church He is careful to avoid the deceptively deep puddles For his sister is due to marry her love In the […]
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Pot of Gold
On the day of his marriage The rich man left a pot of gold On the porch of his impressive house He dared the villagers to steal his wealth But they ignored the golden pot And enjoyed the richness of their simple lives On the day that the rich man died The oldest man in […]
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Elephant
One night during a winter’s storm an elephant arrived in a village The villagers looked upon the magnificent creature in amazement Some suggested slaughter as they were starving whilst others suggested selling the tusks This would bring income into their sparse spread homes they thought Their disagreements turned inwards and many died The creature much […]