Autobiography
Give me the image of my soul
I wish it would come The day dream figure The half-imagined stab at truth I wish it would come into night time Make itself less amorphous More...
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Built on Sand
It was a weekend of rituals. Guy Fawkes’ Night as ever combined the ancient practice of bonfires with the recollection of seventeenth-century “...
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Why Do They Do That?
I had bought my lovely knitted Diesel green gloves; they were SO special to me, that was last year. I was always careful to put each glove in each of...
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One More Thing Before I Go...
So many things I wanted to ask you
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Birthday
In two days' time it will be my birthday. I am dreading it.
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The Follower - Leggings ???
The Follower! In the town there is a woman who wants a sycaphant or two. Lately she's become demanding about being first in the queue. She stands too...
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Perish Song
I am having an episode. I am experiencing crippling nightmares. Literally, if I let myself doze off for a moment I enter a trance in which I cannot...
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half-moon haiku set
Primitive fog-light it cuts and calls through thick mist... but the light passes tired eyes gaze out a green-tinted brow as if at some B-movie Future...
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Dusk Deep January
I’m tired of this winter...tired of writing poems about rain,
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where do you find my love
Where do you find my love. When I was 10 my dad was off to the pen Not the one you hold in your hand But the one where men lose their souls Before I...
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