Cherrypicked stories

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Gilded Cage

Time slips through our fingers, Dusting the past upon the floor, As love flows on towards us And away for ever more. Lost in the madness of a smile,...
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Up

a needle tuned to imperfect north and all its music you are a compass of song magnetic bright on the morning with you I become a bird a sky a star
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Quantum physicality

Even though you are not here, I feel you are. And although it is not you in my arms, I am holding you. You are precious and warm, despite the fact...
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Easy

Atlas with the world as a rucksack. The discovery of fire or electricity. A Houdini trick. Phenomenological philosophy. Life in the Sahara. Beating...
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Faces

look through the window
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The Lovers and the Sniper

T is for The Lovers and the Sniper --------------------------------- Did he ever walk a sweetheart In the mid-day sunshine? Their love was fresh-it...
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A Chip Shop Circle

'It's cold isn't it? I'll have a brandy when we get there.' There was an aura surrounding a rising sickle moon that was giving clues about the...
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Different

Poem
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Valley Farm

John Constable works on his last Suffolk painting, 1835
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Come On You Blues

8:30am. The alarm clock triggers its quadraphonic jangle, ricochets off the walls and splices into my brain like a swarm of hot bullets. It remains...
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Angel Stew

And you think you determine your own destiny
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Louise

L is for Louise ------ Where did she come from? Did she sail across the vast universe In a billowing galleon? A French name....fiery An Irish...
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Knot

Knot to untie this, dance, free to feel you warm in curve of arm, turn at your heel close enough to take your breath and give it back strung on a...
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Fairy Lights

I sit once again on the first day of January Staring at new books, perfume CD's I never asked for Piled near the chipped Moroccan book stand In the...
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On the Passing of a Would-Be Poet

On the Passing of a Would-Be Poet She spent her days Believing in the gold mine Beneath the gutter Every one and every thing She could never have She...
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Haiku of Intent

Haiku of Intent The ache is never quite what it once was. Am I cured or exhausted?
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Frost at Midnight

Fairy tales happen when you least expect them.
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Quiggins

Because extraordinary people rarely see themselves that way.
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Puppet Daddy

A fantasy-tragedy

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