Autobiography
I find myself in Cricklewood
I find myself in Cricklewood, laughing And leering, guiltily, at the expectorating chaos that lies beneath. I drink a brown pint and attempt nonchalance
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A Monkey's Smile
A monkeys’ smile is a half-arsed grin.
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Hope
I sat down on the back table. Keeping my bag close and pretending to be doing something on my phone so that I wouldn’t be noticed. ‘Hey Alex.’ Oh great.
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Farts
Listed below are the farts that have shaped my life. In chronological order:-
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The Cloud
I leant back onto the soft warmth of her bed. As she reached across my chest and just eased her head back onto it, I listened to her heart-beat against my side.
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Saint Valentine’s Day
“What does he know?” Papa grumbled. “The war will soon be over ... there will be a settlement, you’ll see.”
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1978
In the washed out pre-shrunk days of seventy eight Just after punk before we got drunk and learned to smoke On the cusp our teenage minds not yet corrupt Floyd full volume
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The House is Quiet Without Her
“Do you have to scream like that? Screaming like a bitch!”
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The Plagiarist
I plucked a fern from Dylan's hill, cut the 'H' from Ginsberg's 'Howl', nicked some lines from R McGough, regurgitated them wholesale. I robbed a phrase from Mr Hughes,
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Friend Reunited?
Early morning halflight I look for clues scour halfread books listen for whispers in favourite music tangible riffs tangled in memory. I look for clues hints of mindset
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The Outside Plant
Febuary 9, 2010
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Karma
Karma It's karma I tell myself over and over it's karma This way I can escape the pain That maybe I WAS a victim It was not my fault But it was 'Cause this is karma Karma
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Escape
You're surrounded By hate and anger A constant disappointment So build the perfect sheild To protect yourself Block out what everyone says And trust no one but yourself
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To Speak
Sometimes, they’d come like a racing waterfall over mossy rocks, Flooding the spaces, Forming life or at the very least a bit of green.
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Cumbersome
The rising of the morning star was enough for you, Telling tales of misty eyes will part the few, Arise my inner darkness,
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I am
fragile, easily broken, forgettable, my touch is gentle, quiet and disturbed like curtains rustling in the breeze, i wish to know, to have a definite opinion, but I don't, i simply waver
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Why I'm angry
It isn't the fact that she was rude, It isn't the detention that she missed, Or the list of obscenities she's hurled at other students,
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The Mirror
Based around someone very close to me..
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Libra
Only cautious Capricorn can make me lose my balance.
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OPEN LETTER TO MY DEAREST DAD
Dearest Dad Where-ever you are Greetings from me And my family You know Where we are Left a legacy No one dare Copy No copy right Nevertheless difficult To emulate Knowing you
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Life ...
I wake up. I wearily wash my face in luke warm resignation. As I look around this wretched room, it makes me wonder how on earth I have ended up here.
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The first written words, spoken by the true me.
I lost myself many years ago, I became a nervous anxious wreck, scared of everyone and everything, I lost my path and everything that made me the person I am, today I took a leap of faith and succeede
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My Spoon Fell Into The Jelly Tub
Eating strawberry jelly fresh out of the fridge Attention wanders. Spoon falls- squish- Into the pink-red depths. Dilemma. If I stick my fingers in It'll be sticky, and messy, and awkward
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ice cream
i can still taste you sweet on my tongue lingering like ice cream when you have licked the cone clear you're like candy the sugar rush of your touch gives me a high
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undergrowth
i was overgrown the wind making tangleknots of my thoughts the weeds curling entrails of past regrets stifling my growth then you came the sharp blades of your righteous anger
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the page welcomes me like a lover
prose poem about the compulsion i get to write on blank pages!
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Auntie Em - what was it like when you grew up?
Mispent youths.
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Empathy
I pass him every morning. Come rain or shine. There he is. Cheerful. Always cheerful. Doffing his horrid little hat. In that unique grandiose manor of his. Once he even winked at me.
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The Coming of Age. December Part 3.
Christmas comes but once a year.
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Beryl The Peril
Beryl The Peril Remember when we met And smoked a spliff And ate bad chips And talked about your dead dad In a Sam Smith’s And looked at a hotel You’d like to stay in
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The Burned Out Citreon
It looked like an ancient relic. The rust and smell of fired petrol first assaulted your senses but underneath it, a mephitic odour lurked. It smelt as if someone had been burned alive in the car.
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I'm telling everyone I want Germany to win
I'm writing a poem a day about the World Cup. This is day 4, a response to Germany beating Australia. See all the poems at worldcuppoems.blogspot.com
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Humor In a Golf Injury
Humor in a Golf Injury
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The Coming of Age December Part 2.
Carol singing.
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Out of my body or out of my mind?
OUT OF MY BODY OR OUT OF MY MIND Eerie beings twist and gyrate before my eyes I cannot comprehend what it is I see This madness before me My spirit floats above
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There will be blood
I do not consider myself a poet, but enjoyed writing this anyway
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Grandview Apartments Haiku (U.S.A.)
space, A.C., paper pens, pain, quiet, world-wide web, free oft empty hours outside's a city safer for people with cars; I haven't got one barking dogs in yards hobo hustlers on corners,
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The euphoria I associate with carefree caressing
A poem about an Association
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The Coming of Age. December Part 1.
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A Gambler Born and Bred 19
As usual, I came to terms with the horrible truth after the event, and, at a snail’s pace, began to understand what we had done when it was all too late.
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Walking in wild wheat
under blue skies you walk barefoot through whistling wheat gold moments to wandering feet carressing quench of long stemmed pale green grasses grown from small seeds to tall towers
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Old Dog
Dog poem.Work in progress
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Castle In The Clouds, Chapters 29 & 30
Chapter Twenty Nine
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thirst
how many syllables is that
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The day Uncle John died
He had suffered enough.
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A Day of Thanks
A day of Thanks…….
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It Took Time
It took time for her to see....
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Conversation between Nadir,Zenith & Me
Why are you Dressed In black Nadir? Am your worst Nightmare Am here to take You down Bring back Your dark thought Bout of Depression You will beg me To leave You alone Don't worry
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A Gambler Born and Bred 18
In October, she decided that we deserved a break and bought tickets for Florence and Venice.
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A Gambler Born and Bred 17
I stayed at Mum’s house for the next few days, knowing that if I was to keep hold of the money, I had to stay away from fruit-machines as much as I could.
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The Coming of Age November Part 3
A visit to mother.
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iFlower
my boyfriend used to say i was his little english rose now he says i’m a snap dragon i tell him it’s hormonal
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Do It Yourself Detailing
Do It Yourself Detailing
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A Gambler Born and Bred 16
At Christmas, I went back to England to see Mum for the first time since 1990.
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A Gambler Born and Bred 15
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How Did We Survive
we would grab onto the back of the car bumper as the driver tried to negotiate the snow covered Chicago streets
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The Coming of Age .November Part 2.
More goings on.
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My Mother
What my mother means to me. I hope she never reads this.
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