Autobiography
Leggings - the young half giant
Outside the dog began to bark.
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Post mortem results
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Dear Future Children
Dear future children, The most difficult parts of life is taking responsibility. Taking responsibility is not one single action, but an entire...
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I am a migrant
I am a migrant: I’m shackled to my birth; I live day to day From Hand to mouth With no hope for tomorrow; I have not jumped over walls Or climbed...
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A meeting of kinds
He became human that day Rubbing shoulders With life’s betrayed and out casts. Lit candles to welcome newcomers Hugged the bi-sexual host And kissed...
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the cultural quarter pt 2
The corners of the cultural quarter Are bursting like tar soaked lungs. Haemorrhaging empty fag packets Lay strewn in rain washed streets. Blind...
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St Ives Bay
Trace my steps along St Ives cobbles, ice cream parlour's by the bowlfuls... along seafront there's gift shops many that's where I'd spend my every...
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On my Daughter Learning to Ride
She could barely walk, but she must learn to ride, she says.
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Soundless
I am quiet most of the time I just stare and blink Trapped in a worldly observation My words get frozen in a halt My mouth opening Then slowly...
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Daniel
One day you sat there in that well-kept garden the sun breaking through the clouds rain drops dripped from the broken gutter as if competing with the...
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Afghan Memories
What can be better than keeping my reminiscences alive, than writing them down? Nothing! Well for me anyway. Had so many happy Wednesday nights at...
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Acclaim
There's something fascinating about being immersed in a new world In someone else's fantasy Being accepted into an entirely different life Watching...
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Glass Swans
My mother’s mantelpiece holds three glass swans. Nobody knows where she got them from. I doubt she even remembers. 23 years they've been there. Mute. Tamed. Paddling like fuck to stand still. We’re only staying for a week.
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Leggings - day of rumour!
A mention to those who wait for information. Another delivery very early today, I was to sleepy to consider it Lots of noises. Rumors that I have...
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Cáfe Cold War
There’s a thing that happens in high-street coffee shops. There is this animal panic that flashes over people’s faces when they walk into a busy...
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Sunny Welsh Morning In June
Light memories often trickle down through the years, yet now reminiscences plummet; cascading... a rainbow of colours filtering every corner of my...
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Leggings – Early morning noises.
Yesterday I found one odd memory to be true. The past is dissolving into bits. I have some memories back. The light dawns clear white, painfully true.
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Reverie
Black lit streets With dimmed down lights Nothing but a peep From a curious eye Head turns left And head turns right I lay down And look up at the...
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The Path of the Black Cat
I was upset tonight so I decided to express myself with writing (yay me venting!!) This is a bit more of an exaggerated version of my "CTRL+C, CTRL+V" lifestyle, tried to give it a more artsy vibe than it really was. Enjoy!
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Love Song Video
http://youtu.be/hcbtnaGNdbQ Love Song I love it when call me sweetie I love it when you’re at the door I love the way you call me stinker when my...
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Reminiscing
Running reckless Buckled shoes A smile that never ends And a contagious laugh In slow motion tranquility Curly hair Auburn coloured sun reflections...
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Pain Behaving Badly
After a bad night...
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The Chemotherapy Red Blues
The stupidest poem ever written!
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A Piece of Cake
So far so good.
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Hate Thy Neighbour – Racism In The 1970s
When I was nine years old my parents did something to me that I would never dream of doing to a child. I know this because I was talking to my wife...
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That Summer-The Summer That Changed My Life
That summer, I learned so much about myself. I learned what it was to love, to forgive, and to become reaquainted with both past and future. I also...
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Adam.
Not my usual writing style, I tried something new. The thoughts from the mind of a fifth-grade version of myself.
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Look Back In Ongar
I remember... Back when there were two Germanies, Two Berlins, two Towers, Two Ronnies, Two and a Half Men… I remember… Tea with Jenny In our...
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Byrd Jones, Teacher and Grandfather
This story is equal parts autobiography and opinion. WIth this story I tried to share a piece of myself, with the hope of providing a perspective that you may not have felt before. Please keep an open mind.
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Our Neil
Not sure if this works better as poetry or prose.
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Our Neil
Not sure if this works better as poetry or prose.
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I like to wish for more.
A simple poem, a window into my life.
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Valued Escapes (IP)
… and finance applied for things like a ‘sitting service’ supplied for people like us – to shop, take a quiet lunch break, get out in the wilds alone with your husband … four hours, or more, for sanity’s sake …
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Hanging with my Sisters
Cornerstones, they hold me up - they do not know, months slip by without a word shadows cloak me in their silent presence, but when we meet the talk...
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Leggings - the morning after and the night following...
Tonight its about turning the truth around.
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leggings - smuggling scotch
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2:14 on the 18/07/15 and I'm awake. Outside a plane has landed the smugglers work quickly. The sounds of large bottles jingling, sloshing, as they...
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Mirror Angels - re-written
Bit of a re-write...
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A Lonely Place
Signing up
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Leggings - self report on hemp disposal
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The Doctor's name might have been Chester sometimes known as Chase… After two days when I felt lop-sided, and walking that way… I suddenly found that...
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Leggings - self report on hemp disposal
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The Doctor's name might have been Chester sometimes known as Chase… After two days when I felt lop-sided, and walking that way… I suddenly found that...
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Night Visitor
Early childhood memory
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Little Buttons
Mixing paint and worry you bury memory soon to crouch in nooks of fabric matter ready for the future day to colour the new. Worry beads of sweat...
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The Person Within Me
An oddly (for me) rhyming play on words about the dual nature of being.
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Song for a well-known insurer
I sold my bike today-eeyee Because I’m going away-eeyee And now they want me to pay-eeyee For something I never had Roll-away down, fellas Roll-away...
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Untitled
She screamed, "Go away!" To her demons. They mocked her. Ignored her. Her voice got weaker and weaker. "... go away... please..." They laughed at her...
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Leggings - Hemp and Greed!
Before the “Lee's” and the end of too interesting times and the deaths of many of my close 'friends' who had sworn to bring me up until the last one...
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What's a group of hipsters called?
A flock? A murder? An irony?
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The book of the prodigal son’s daughter
and even after we go to meet our maker there’s an alley separating us apparently in two rows of angels and saints some with their head towards...
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Out of This World
For my mate Danny and his mum.
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tackling expectation and gaining acceptance
most of the time we tend to expect too much out of life, and that’s okay because it links to our vast imagination and much deeper intelligence. but...
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The Letting Go
If only we could begin again, or at the very best... forget, but gradually, for love is precious, love is rare...
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God Knows
In May 1996 I experienced something new, life, and it was absurd. Not the philosophy, fuck universal presence, the experience has and continues to be...
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I Shall Commit Suicide Another Time
Can you guess when I first thought of suicide? When I spotted the central tower of the main cathedral in the center of Cluj, a northern city in...
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Boxers in Yellow
...once on a rising sun....
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Sometimes I see shiny green glass
You ask me how’s my life. I don’t have milk sisters or brothers to ask me. I sleep because of loneliness disease. I sleep alone in my bed resembling...
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Scootering Home in Summer
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The prayer of the heart
i pick up the phone to talk for free on sundays/ on the other end of the line there are no other words/ i skim through my phone numbers agenda/...
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Scattered Thoughts
I think it's not true that only curious people find the most interesting things ... From my experience I can say that I found the best things in life...
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My Childhood in the Countryside
Back when my parents did not have their car we went each summer to my grandparents’ village located exactly in the middle of Romania, first with a...
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