Autobiography
The Gambolling Baby Boomer
Chapter One of "Rescue of a Rock and Roll Child".
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We were warned
We were warned but we didn't listen. We continued on the same road without turning off. We ignored the signs leading onto slip-roads. We eased off the pedals
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A trip to the movies.
I like those types of films .....
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Something She did
Semi autobiographical story looking at my nan and the influence she had over people despite being only a housewife
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i passed someone in the street
its a dirty l i n g e r look given in haste regret no self edit
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Nothing but light again.
An Urban London trip.
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cold
Its like when we got stuck out in the cold with the snow And you rubbed my hands Wince and grin. And my breath plumed like yours did And there was the sweetness of wool jumpers
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His Offering
I wanted to try to write about my Grandad and try to tease out his relationship with his local church and its churchyard.
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COFFEE-HOUSE HAIKU
Espresso's flavor is like a graceful symphony; always surprising Outside cars drive by going nowhere so fast and loud; no time for haiku Here is a painting of a red rose, beautiful
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Autumn Calling
Autumn Calling Let the leaves lie They’ll depart this earth when they are bored See that grey sky It’s nature sharpening its winter sword The eerie quiet Interrupted by a crow
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Mike Taboo
By his first Wednesday in school Everyone knew who Mike Taboo was The new student; a foreign gargoyle, Crack in the fairytale, black as charcoal, Sasquatch footsteps that pumped our tarmac.
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All in a Day's Work
think before you shop before you drop
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There's been an incident
There's been an incident, I can't be specific- I can't give you details. We've called the people, Left a message, They'll know what to do. The people,they'll send a man.
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Find help from within
A poem I wrote & gave to my son to try to get him to find some peace from within himself.
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Can you smell the jasmine blossom?
'Our feet wrapped up in brown paper. Fragile and new.' ...
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Death's door
Suffering terrible flu (poss the swine variety), feel like death. Will be back soon hopefully - if I get the thumbs up ;)
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Robots Politicians & Strangers
Robots Politicians & Strangers I never consented to a life so demented With aliens tormenting my soul I gave neither permission nor limp submission To my world being in the control
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JUST ANOTHER DAY
"Watching girls on the street: well, that's allright with me and it's just another day." - John Mellencamp I woke up, like usual, in a sort of void: mild back-ache mild head-ache
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Hobo
Story/poem/song about being stuck between two places.
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What are we
Cross that line Escape to hallucinate Ecstasy, fantasy If you were me Soul graffiti Purge on a page A life without a view A soul without a heart The heavens then opened
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I fell in love with a Chinese communist
He looked like he knew about decisions, his hair was square and he was oddly ancient in conversation. The courtship was modest his kisses like sesames,
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A Bag
All I needed was a bag To carry the weight in. The weight that I'd been balancing on my head for years so that my neck had become crooked and buckled. All I needed was a bag
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One day you will ask yourself, what have I done
You are looking for facebook friends. You are a fad. You are a bad apple. You are an egg, you are itchy and you are, most importantly wearing my dress. You are a light bulb in the bin
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Dreamer - Haiku
Why can’t you let her, Be who she wishes to be, Not imprision her? She longs to be free, To be adored by a boy, Insted of hated. She is a dreamer, Only you can set her free,
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My Friends
I no life can sometimes get hard, But no matter where you go or what you do, I promise you, I will be your light in the dark. When all hope seems gone, And you’ve got nothing to hold onto,
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Let's not talk shit
Alright, let's not talk shit Let us not beat around that bush What the fuck have you done With that soul of mine Cause I still can't find it I thought you had given it back
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What a joy
What a joy to behold Using this skill of old To write bullshit on a page like this And for people to read it, thus To give their opinion To share a belief
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For the kisses you took and didn’t talk of
For the gap when you’re kissing in your head, when your breath holds its hiccups at the closeness of the happening for the few degrees of incline the advance of the arch
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BLUE HAIKU
outside the sky is bright and blue; the warm wind tells me things I doubt are true Bob Marley smiles on my wall, smiles and that is all: just like at the mall old hat, new old hat
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Paper, Scissors, Rock
Current IP. They snatched the scissors away...Nothing sharp permitted here, not in this place.
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When we die our souls become cuddly toys
I remember a dream I had when I was little.
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Pale pride
Wishful thinking, all comes to nothing We moved in together and for a time where as one The royal we, each one thought about the other The love was real
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Trying to be me
I tried to be me But it didn't seem to work And being someone else Seems so much worse I give up most days And it spirals down People fall apart around me But I hit the ground first
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Supposedly free
I'm supposed to be free As this is a democracy Yet bound I am To your rights of man To live to work And work to live To get nothin back Except selfish greed Please do carry on
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Nothing for good
Ingenius I’m sure I said to Mom I never got that kind of help What is it that I am to be good at? I can’t paint a picture or knit a hat Nor paint a wall or create a masterpiece
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Don't tell mum: Part 1
The black floor is painted with tippex and poster paints: CF loves ML, EH loves ML, KA loves ML. It is a time in our lives when we all love the same boy and there is no problem with that.
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Eldridge Tiffin is...
For Joel Eldridge Tiffin is carrying over-ripe mangoes. Eldridge Tiffin is buried in sand up to his neck. We are playing cricket nearby. Eldridge Tiffin is very good at swimming.
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The Knock Out
It's funny how things happen.
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A Fairy Tale for Jason.
Children Radio Prize Entry
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Two Weeks On
I was cold. I was cruel. I used him, bruised him. He was wounded, rejected. They told me to call. I phoned. He'd meant to. We talked, politely. No regrets.Not embarrassed.
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The Clattering of the Compact
From Glam Rock to the New Romantics.
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Grumper
The clothes she's grown out of Pile in the corner, And that's how long it's been, That's how long it's been.
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Untitled
The bin fills up with snot spent tissues The bed only for sleep and arguments
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Things You Don't Like
The way I stack cutlery with the sharp bits facing down The way my expression is fixed into a frown The way I leave the sponge in the filthy sink to soak
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Men in modern Britain
Yesterday on the high street I saw two blokes walking a chiwawa. An ugly dog, an excuse for a dog usually kept in the handbags of brain-dead W.A.Gs or Paris Hilton A-LIKE.
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The 70' in one poem. Is this a poem?
The 70's in one poem.
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not finished
A young well faced lady, White shock a early december. The light translucent fingertips appear, from previous times which couldn't, even if thought about be matched to the rightful memories.
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Journey into Utopia
The world from a different perspective.
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My response to an angry female poet
A response to a perfomance I witnessed at an open mic night a little while ago :)
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MOWING A RURAL OREGON LAWN
Muscling the noisy machine through the tall grass, my bad back aching botanical shrapnel's flying: insects fleeing in all directions the neighbors told me
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Box
Box Pick a box any box Live in it Move into a bigger one Store everything you have in other boxes Pick a box Drive in it Feel alive in it Get a bigger box Or a faster box Pick a Box
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Sex Is Not Sacred.
Read it and find out.
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Realisation
A resurgent memory and the knowledge of what it means.
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Aloo Ghobi
In the first hard year of teaching I left you to the cooking, Knowing on the grey A12 I would return to something good; something worth the waiting. But through the credit crunch
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My Brand New Mobile Phone
My brand new mobile phone. The Fuckberry Tosspot Turbo •5 mega pixies who live inside the unit making sure everything works
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You Said It Was Easy
You said it was easy I gave you my hope For the rest of my life But where is the answer I miss what I gave At the end of the fight Oh, what a feeling so hard to describe
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SITTING ON A MILK CRATE
(written last Spring in "The Crisis Resource Center" in Grants Pass, OR) Haggard crows fly by over majestically layered clouds in a rich blue sky above forest green mountains
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With Hands Tied
She paced back and forth in her mind. Frustrated. Frustrated beyond belief. She had finally done what he wanted,
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