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On National Poetry Day

On National Poetry Day

A Day for Poetry There is a time and a place a thought; a feeling; an emotion when there is no other way to say it. It can be for sorrow and grief joy and exultation when politics angers you…

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Autumn Walk

Autumn Walk

This poem was written sometime around 1986/7 by Me, aged 13 (or thereabouts). I’d completely forgotten I had written this, but as soon as I read it I remembered precisely when I had, and where it was about. Folk from…

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Ronnie

Ronnie

You had that look in your eyes and that purr that defined you. You always knew what you wanted and were very good at telling us. You were loving and dependable. You couldn’t catch birds and micickles; but you did…

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My life, on three sides of A4

My head is imploding in words and ways of saying things The two pages of my life the curriculum vitae Sit there; new and updated and the letter One side of A4 and a tangled mess of ideas of thoughts;…

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Hurting


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Hurting Hurting in my heart Restless in my soul. Your voice in my ears Your face inmy vision. I am hurting; Hurting for You. Last night, when you said goodnight to me. Light night, when you danced with me. You…

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I’m back. My folks are back. I’ve had a good break. They’ve had a good holiday. Things are as they are. Current Mood: 🙁exhausted

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The Tour Guide

composed @ 2330 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Pulling her cloak about her, A face, innocence itself She draws us in by torchlight (shone upwards across her smiling face) And imparts her stories of royalty and city folk; Of bloodshed…

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The Tour Guide

composed @ 2330 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Pulling her cloak about her, A face, innocence itself She draws us in by torchlight (shone upwards across her smiling face) And imparts her stories of royalty and city folk; Of bloodshed…

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Poem on Edinburgh

composed @ 2130 hours, Friday 5 December 2003 Edinburgh. Cobbles and railings. Castles and palaces. Bars and good conversation Life in a whisky glass— with a view over the Forth. Home, that is made— by the new friendships of convivial…

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Poem on Edinburgh

composed @ 2130 hours, Friday 5 December 2003 Edinburgh. Cobbles and railings. Castles and palaces. Bars and good conversation Life in a whisky glass— with a view over the Forth. Home, that is made— by the new friendships of convivial…

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Underground

composed @ 2210 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Vaulted ceilings And darkened corners, The faces of the past hide within. The screeching of rats; the gnawing of their teeth; the feel of them across your feet The pressing of cold,…

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Underground

composed @ 2210 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Vaulted ceilings And darkened corners, The faces of the past hide within. The screeching of rats; the gnawing of their teeth; the feel of them across your feet The pressing of cold,…

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Paths Behind the Tenement

composed @ 1945 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Every close is named Every gloom filled passage links one world To another. Filled with secrets Filled with lives untold The lamp that flickers beneath the external stair. A world visible, and…

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Paths Behind the Tenement

composed @ 1945 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Every close is named Every gloom filled passage links one world To another. Filled with secrets Filled with lives untold The lamp that flickers beneath the external stair. A world visible, and…

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