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StoryThe Comer Inner ralph111 years 9 months ago
StorySwordfish and Shave ralph011 years 9 months ago
StoryOn Pacific and Maple ralph311 years 10 months ago
StoryChemistry ralph011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Sad Tale of Coleman 'The Shaker' Slim ralph011 years 10 months ago
StoryWorld Cup Snack Crisis: England v Italy ralph111 years 10 months ago
StoryPoem for John Hegley ralph111 years 10 months ago
Forum topicA Firm of Poets ralph011 years 10 months ago
StoryPoems I Don't Like ralph111 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Filth & The Fatwa by Julie Parsons ralph311 years 11 months ago
Story45RPM at Thirty Three and a Third ralph011 years 11 months ago
Forum topic45RPM at Thirty Three and a Third ralph011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Comer Inner ralph112 years 3 days ago
StoryPassing Tinsley Tower (for Joe Kriss) ralph012 years 3 days ago
StoryShut Your Mouth Bukowski! Stuart Cannell312 years 1 week ago
StoryWhat I Heard in Sharrow Vale (for Pete Mckee) ralph312 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Valley ralph112 years 1 month ago
StoryInsider ralph112 years 1 month ago
StoryA Kendal Mint Cake Crisis ralph112 years 1 month ago
StoryOn Turning 50 ralph412 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Sunday Morning Goalkeeper ralph112 years 1 month ago
Forum topicA Firm of Poets ralph112 years 1 month ago
Forum topicI'm doing some gigs this week.. ralph612 years 1 month ago
Forum topicYork Denzella2812 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Sodium Songs ralph012 years 2 months ago

My stories

Swimmer

Land, where are you now? This queasy, diseased sea has jettisoned me deep. I wash in salted water. Smash the days with fists. Worry the horizon,...
Cherry

Monday Morning in the Rain

Summer slow day and smiles are hard to give, where nothing is said or done. We cannot find new ways to triumph, where joy is staring at us as if an...
Cherry

Love is a Verb

You can say the word, love, until it loses all meaning. ‘I love you this and I love you that.’ But, it is in the doing. The action of the word. Love...

Frank on Parole (after Tom Waits)

Frank on Parole after Tom Waits Frank despairs at the untuned ukulele. The solitary instrument of desperate men. He’s up next with poems dipped in...

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