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The Coventry Angel
One can often see this angel on fine days Gliding peacefully between the thin clouds But when I saw her today She was hovering just above the calm sea Her presence caused the waves to glow But she soon faded I later saw her at a great height Illuminating the afternoon winds […]
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On Liberty (Bournemouth Sands)
Your freedoms drip casually through my fingers Without stopping to question my thoughts on liberty
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Bournemouth Beach (Light)
As the afternoon matured a serene light settled On the placid sea None of those present were aware of this light And carried on with their day But as I paddled in the shallows I let my free hand Skim the surface of the incoming waves It was not long before I had collected the […]
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Maison Carree
You almost find this fine building by accident in a square adjacent to a busy road The Square House is not a house nor is it square It is actually a rectangular temple which I am told is the best preserved temple of its kind in the world My wife and I spent some time […]
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Le Poulpe Geant
I am a Ninja a fully fledged Ninja To ascertain this position of dishonour Took me many years of training I was the muse of a giant octopus Who told me quite early on That I would never be a samurai As I was too dishonest But that I would make a fine Ninja And […]
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Trapped in Paradise
I have been a prisoner in the red house for some months now When I say that I am imprisoned I play with the truth As I am a roaming poet A master of Haiku My every comfort is looked after with a great attention to my needs Meals are brought to me three times […]
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The Wedding Singer
On the day of my fathers wedding He was nowhere to be found I searched all the hired rooms in the hotel without success Until a bellboy noted that he was still asleep in his bed And was complaining that he had been unable to sleep Because the bellboys had kept him awake My mother […]
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Sculpture for the Blind
I only sculpted in my dreams For in reality I was dead But even in my dreams I was blind As I had been in real life Before I opened my veins When you add water to clay It almost liquefies This defeats its resistance But the addition of water can be quite damaging […]
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The Blind Passion of Giants
The Virgin is always staring at me Each time I visit a church she stares I ask to see her breasts and she instantly forgives me But does not avert her stare Jesus follows me as I walk around the city He does not take his eyes off of me I wonder if God […]
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Eclipse of the Moon
The summer sky had finally drawn its veil over the heat of the day And in the darkness of a wheat field I was awaiting the moon For I while I chatted to the nocturnal creatures But they soon grew bored of me and continued their night The moon made her appearance as the eleventh […]