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A Song for Prince Charlie

A Song for Prince Charlie Oh Charlie! You razzle and dazzle us with your Harley. With your gold stashed in Offshore haven And multiple servants to...
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The Golden Lion

The world of men lay between the warm kingdom of light and the cold queendom of darkness and the queen of darkness wanted to slay the Golden lion who...
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Under The Blue Roof

More for "Days Like These"... walk on by... Image is from the British Museum and is in the public domain. I suggest you read that poem instead :-D
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Come With Me

Of birds that call me wild and wing above your water’s edge Allow me, that I shall fill myself full on the summers of your misted sea scent. To tread...
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A Millennial Syllogism

Thinking of the 90s is strange: those images echo back like an ambulance siren curdling against brickwork
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Politicians and Daisies

Destroy not the common man’s daisy on this pleasant afternoon for when the lawn is barren banality and greed shall parade itself to centre stage...
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Autumn/Winter Haiku's - 1

Through bare black branches of an old peach tree I see blossoms of sunrise. Golden Autumn leaves as Earth is slowly turning fairylike with frost. The...
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Consistent Comforters

The dolls were a gift from the man that ran me down. It was my own fault and I didn’t deserve the present. I was playing out with friends from across...
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Old and Grey

My great grandfather carried on each shoulder Two bales of hay He worked all his life Till he was old and grey And before he died he told me He...
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Hollow

Sweetness clings in the memory
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Gnawing loneliness

Gazing through my barred window at stout bobbing magpie and nut-laden squirrel on the grass Suspect only far-sighted creatures know gnawing loneliness
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Arbonni the Great

Are you virile, Mr. Arbonni?” . . .“Virile? My dear lady –” . . . “Come. Come, Mr. Arbonni. This is the Roaring 20s and such a question shouldn’t startle you.” . . . “If you must know, Madam, I am quite virile.” This track of the conversation completely caught me off guard, and beads of perspiration trickled down my temples.
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Inconsequential Events

Inconsequential Events Today I woke up. No chain of events. A diversion from the norm? Exasperation like copper coins Overhead. I bake to forget...
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Unseasonably Warm

Two existing poems that became one, hopefully for the better. (That's my photo btw )
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And then there were two. . .

Having travelled from various destinations across the UK, and some even further afield, the ten senior lecturers, all with their eye on the big prize...
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A Gelding Remembers

The sudden sound of thunder, a memory, unearths, within the gelding's brain of wild hooves that once pounded across an open plain; a river of proud...
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Time isn't everything

Vivaldi: “The Four Seasons, Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, "L'inverno" (Winter), Movement 1: Allegro non molto”
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Poem of the week

Dot

*/ Yellow is the loveliest colour, All radiance And sunlight Surging down in great, Delicious waves. But on days like this, When everything is green...
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