Autobiography
Wine Bluffs
Here we all are, dressed as emperors in our new clothes, holding glasses of Rioja Gran Reserva. One sip and I'm wild-eyed. I cannot taste the old cinders; the earthiness; the wet dog.
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Thursday Sonnet: To Mars
If by the light of Romulus and Remus You spelt revenge upon us for the sons Of dissipated Troy, burnt out like suns Before you saw their fruit of rage, then deem us
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Soundtrack
Dreaming is a dangerous destination it forces sleep to leave its lover- rest but waking is a draining experimentation where thoughts flitter, nowhere to nest.
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Writer's Block
The waterfall is damned, has been since you woke, Creative thoughts were rammed into every word we spoke. An achy temple yearning for explorers to leave,
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The Poppy Road
For two cold-turkey days now it's been hell: hot cold hot cold hot sweats twitching mind screaming muscles Well just another hour now and then I have it
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Please can i have a cherry?
no seriously can i have a cherry? go on tony baby!! ;D
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Take my hand
The man's corrupted with fake voices and lies I see what goes on through my observational eyes Influence into manipulate for he'll never win I know he'll never change
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This Evening
The aching legs of a walking mind, Sheltering from sudden shocks you find, That let down friends are right to grumble, And attribute blame to your feet that stumble.
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Two Herrings
There were three things I saw that I don't think I'll ever forget. The first, seeing an old woman take off her hat, and a little live baby bird being under there...
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"After Blind"
When I'm blind....
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Wine
Smiling in the wine's light I'm guessing the harmonies sleepily Hoping you believe me When I say those words And kiss you. Tracing the lines on my palm And seeing you differently
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In Retrospect
One snowflake, so fragile, but by sticking together, they can bring a country to its knees.
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Nature's Alchemy
In January she scatters her wares: the white confetti of winter, the sugary ice-moons that reflect the afternoon sun. She falls from the sky, mixing wind and rain, transmuting
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My Father
My father had a clock that used to speak A brush that painted foam upon his chin A pipe that smoked whisky breath on a Friday A dog that watched and lived a long, long time
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Beat Haiku Set
I sleep well enough but I wake poorly some days: bad dreams all day long My eyes burn, they're sick of reading, writing, and art: which is all I have I'm not unhappy,
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The secret obsession of Timothy Tucker
Irene 1974
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Before the Radiotheraphy
Everything's trivial now, except this.
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inklings
my inklings are always false nothing i guess comes true poor me my delights are now or in the past
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New Year
Last Day of the Year Sun sets with no farewell Tomorrow it rises
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Love stretches
a kiss to kiss, a moist succulent strawberry of tongue cherished and embellished, diving nude to meet its partner in a swollen embrace, the throb of desire thumping madly,
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yesterday, late afternoon
Another winter poem..la,di,da
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Where the hell have you been?
Good question...
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Losing It
Losing your faith is not like losing your favourite scarf or your mother's brooch. (The one with the golden peacock feathers.)
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water
Water, water! Without which we cannot live Nor can we breath It comes in our lives first To quench our thirst Water, water! Life in our ocean it brings In which we swim Exhilaration is water
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This.
10 poems from my published book, "This." 1464 words, quick read.
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1 : 6 - I Don't Like Crowds.
I looked up my psuedo family today on Facebook. They were ALL there! Margaret is alive still. She must be 79 years old. John is alive too - her 2nd husband, and both my "sisters" and their kids!
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Remember me
I used to be a stranger to the face, the water rippling and lapping the features away, distortions hid any discernible trace, of a reunion some day.
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Blue Lady
the gentleness of senile dementia. a true story
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Not much I wouldnt do
Old entry that somehow vanished
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SMALL TOWN HAIKU
A tiny city somewhere in the U.S.A. surrounded by farms There's cracked black pavement, broken bottles, cool rain air, "typical daydreams" - The Dead Besides the big plant
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Impure comparison
Skipping through thought But you don't know why Your mind corrupts All down to a lie Sailing on seas with a silhouetted mind A piece is missing Your heart settles blind
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The organisation is out of the office
The organisation consists of individuals, the organisation has collective opinions, the organisation makes people feel valued, the organisation supports global economy.
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1 : 5 - I Don't Like Crowds.
There were other things that I have snapshot memories of. The man on the stage came to the edge after he had cut the woman's head off and held up what I believe to be one of the organs of the woman .
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Happy New Year
It’s that time of the year again, It’s that day when I have picked up my pen yet again. Yes it’s New Year people, It’s time to do something useful.
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First Class Sonnet
Oh British Rail First Class, Oh first Class Britain A leather bound land of the wide and thrilling I have joined your ranks; sat where you’re sitting
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I don't want to share Amanda Palmer
About my favourite singer
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30th DEC 2009 blog
I have been writing my autobiography. It sounds mad to me, never mind anyone else. Perhaps that's why I get permanent Disability Living Allowance.
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Almost Oxford
City of spires, you were always there In the distance, chiming, singing, rhyming Echoes of earlier times. From the first time I set foot On hallowed paths worn by time As a wide-eyed child
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Liverpool Street Wastelines
Money? I'm decimated mate! Platform 17 for the 18.22 Express to Gidea Park Good night, good night! We've got to negotiate this, That and the other. We'll be lucky if we can reign
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1 : 4 - I Don't Like Crowds.
My next memory is of being in a large room with a stage at one end and high windows and ceiling. On the stage was the woman.
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Was That You Margaret?
A poem relating to AFTER MADNESS
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Promise...
I did what i had promised, I laid it and was on it. I was here, where you were the wisher, And I was the fulfiller. I don't know if you are happy or not, But I did what you had asked.
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1 : 3 - I Don't Like crowds.
My memories of the woman's death are fragmented. I remember being at the top of the stairs with a woman who was holding me in her arms.
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UNITED STATES
This is NOT a poem about the good old U S of A
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My Santa Suit
I have worn it one night a year for 20 years; now it is surplus to requirements. How the years have flown...
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Dream
Unfortunately this poem was inspired by some bad news; a week ago I was rejected by Oxford University. But I want to thank you all for your support these past few months!
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1 : 2 - I Don't Like Crowds.
Being insane was a lot easier in that I never had time to wonder what to do.
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A Dialogue With Faith
So this is the feeling of being abandoned, the feeling of a ruined apple Just another day among the lost lives and the sight of the pure white being dappled
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I Want to Write a Story
Don't you?
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Unwelcome Questions
A poem related to AFTER MADNESS.
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AFTER MADNESS - CH 1:1 - I Don't Like Crowds.
a window into my past
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Don't Judge a Book By It's Content
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Wasted (More of Men)
this joy of life that radiates with every twist of my hands every curve of my hips is wasted and worth many more men much more of men than you
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