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ROT IN HELL YOU WICKED EVIL MAN

Rob the Nob’s an ignorant man Ill educated Illiterate A chancer’s dripping pan The day he fell in lust with a Roman Catholic whore He entrapped her as his prisoner
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The Little Reader

To Jacob, though he won't see it :)

BLOWING MY OWN TRUMPET

Repository of knowledge I was But it was latent and unused All these decades I thought I was wasted I never acknowledged it Though my immediate family Said it All is not lost

Venus square Neptune

Love's bittersweet delusions and illusions

Wednesday Sonnet: To Italy

There is a vine that binds us, made of rose And olive leaves, and figs and spikes of pine; It is entwined with sunlight, grain and wine, The song that is our language lets it close

missing,mother,dectective; a tryptich

dark poetry,, life poetry, for all the missing people
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Pastiche

Truth and circumstance.
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The Coming of Age. May. Part 1.

A holiday in Italy.

The Golden Sundew and the Amethyst Anemone

Will tomorrow's heaven never come.......? A treatise on the nature of 'God'.

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