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Purnell's Fields.

I was lying on my back, on soft grass that held all the warmth of a summer’s day.

Poetry Anthology

Autumn Thoughts

A tapestry of autumn colours
Banked against a sky of pearl
A room within, hard walls of lemon
With heads bent low
And sharply narrowed thoughts
Trained on the job in hand.


Removing the Mirrors

There comes a point when dementia takes hold and you can no longer bear to repeatedly remind someone of who they are and the days they have lost.

The First Date Vs. The Drunk

Clive clocks love birds in need of his wisdom.
With the confidence of a traffic accident black spot,
he swims across. His beard’s begun to clot
with peanut dust and chits of shattered poppadom.


The Golden Compass


Tripping Through The Cyber Zoo.

I decided this morning to go and take a look at the latest addition to the Cyber Zoo; the Technosheep.

As I approached the enclosure a voice said “Want a guide mate?”

Fallen Man - Chapter 10

The fields were empty. Beyond the coarsely heaped earth of the great pits for the dead, farming had all but stopped for the townsmen who held land.


Fallen Man - Chapter 9

Nine


Room for Growth

It was Friday and I was very excited to receive a letter from the agency. I had completed another novel and felt confident that it was good enough for publication.

Sandrine

SANDRINE

For those eyes so deep a man could drown,
To see them the world I would swim around.
For the laughter as soft as summer rain,
To hear I would swim that world again.


Sleepless Nights

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS

As sleep again I cannot find,
I think of you with soul and mind.
Though time with you is ever past,
My love for you will ever last.

Your eyes so deep, your skin so fair,


Eternal Rose

ETERNAL ROSE

When you’re not here and I am alone,
With thoughts of joys I might not have known.
One thought of you is all I need,
To know that love has but one seed.


Afraid

AFRAID

Afraid by day, afraid by night,
Afraid to yield, afraid to fight.

Afraid of friend, afraid of foe,
Afraid to stay, afraid to go.

Afraid to smile, afraid to frown,


Tabor's Light

this doesn't quite feel finished yet...

Big Gay Poet

Hi
My name is Mark and I write poetry
And woe is me
Because male writers seem to be in the minority
At my age
And whilst I enjoy writing on little scraps of pages
In my notebook


THE L WORD

Often inappropriately used
The word love is everywhere
Forced into every utterance
Used almost like a panacea
Some who find themselves in love
Use the L word to death


THAT’S PROOF YOU FOOL

Nothing is really foolproof
Despite the general rule


THE PERFECT WIFE

Every man wants a wife, who is beautiful,
Understanding and economical,


The Sharing of Other Halves.

Distractions in suburbia.


Out For Blood 60

‘Just like the old guy in the cell then,’ offered Jill. ‘The one who drew out the tunnels for us. He said he was one-hundred and thirty-six, yet he looked no older than what… fifty?