Poetry
By Caldwell
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Childhood Sweethearts
Sickly sweet
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Monster poem
Woven deeply with mud and rain The mossy flesh monster howls Dug from the rotten, tight-wound roots With axes and picks and trowels In a halo of steam he reaches and wails
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Library Serenade
Love and books
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Night Thoughts
1st Love
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Musically Ungifted
Love amongst the ivories
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Love returns
It was your love that rattled his teeth like small stones, shifting in the sea.
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Missing
Looking for yourself in someone else
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Message to McQueen
Dear Alexander I never thought to write, Never knew much about you Until you slipped into your wardrobe and out of your life. What did you hope to find in there? But for a wintry death.
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Newborn
For those who have recently had a baby this may ring true.
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Photons
When the sun hits the ground There's the feintest sound There are photons splashing carelessley Through the trees And over everyone and me. The birds in the sky Don't wonder why Just fly
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To live, to write, to strive... for cherries
A few well placed words And the cherries will come They said. Some grit, a touch, a twist Just follow the rule of thumb They said. So I pulled it out the bag I worked it hard, too hard,
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Writer's block
Words is words is words is words Words is hurdles and wing-clipped, poor birds Words is a field with a ramshackle fence Running barbed-wire rings...
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Dad's funeral during Covid
Got to the car park of the cemetery The cardboard coffin and my family We walk it in and lay it down Pandemic seating with too much space around A...
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Hello Autumn
Lawnmowers become leafblowers Beaches empty out the kids Spiders haunt internal corners Your naked knees now hid Blossom's but a memory Unveil the...
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Not even remotely
Do I miss her? Not even remotely. Her laugh, too loud, would shock the room, A poor-judged word spoken too soon. She left her books in crooked stacks...
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Growing Up - Competition Entry
Competition entry
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On the bright side (IP)
Woke up late for the job interview, No shower, no breakfast, no time for a brew. The clock sneered ten; I cursed, I ran, But on the bright side, I...
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The Speed Of Dark // Eclipse
No clock can measure, no hand can stay, The speed of darkness eats the day. Like Magritte’s sky of feathered night, It swallows sun, eclipses light...
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The Bus Stop (IP)
At Tottenham’s stop in the bright midday sun, Two old dames wait, and the bus hasn't come. One shakes her cane, her patience near snapped, Mutters "...
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Hard Pressed
We've come a long way down the road. Turns out you can't trust your friends Like you can your enemies. Seems everybody knows, Before you've even said...
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What We Remember
Lemon trees soaked in light. A herder calls. You sit amidst Spain’s cracked hills, in olive shade. No need to talk— we’ve heard your voice. Though...
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Hear the children cryin'
Some mornings I wake from dreams that don’t announce themselves as dreams. They slip into the day like breath into fog. One in particular lingered...
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Your Case Has Been Referred to an External Agency for Further Processing
At Paddington Station he's lost in the crowd, the tannoy repeats itself steady and loud: “Take extra care as you cross the concourse" With cameras...
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The girl on the platform
The girl on the platform, waiting for her train. She looks kind of pretty, Though booze has soaked her brain It’s gone 3:00 a.m. And it's starting to...
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