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StoryA Sharp Intake ralph17 years 1 month ago
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StoryThe Paint Stained Screamer (after David Hockney) ralph07 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat Thought Did ralph37 years 2 months ago
StoryAlice Springs 1999 ralph07 years 2 months ago
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StoryThe Madness of Prime Minister Johnson ralph07 years 3 months ago
Blog entryThe Madness of Prime Minister Johnson ralph07 years 3 months ago
StoryYou’ll Have to Ask an Expert, Mate ralph07 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Susan’s Room. England, May 1982 ralph07 years 3 months ago
StoryAs if Dancing to Basie (after Phil Burdett) ralph37 years 3 months ago
StoryOn Frenchman Street I Fell Down and Smiled ralph07 years 4 months ago
StoryOn a Bench at St Osyth’s Bay ralph17 years 4 months ago
StoryHolding Hands Through Hard Times ralph07 years 5 months ago
StoryThat Poetry Voice ralph07 years 5 months ago
StoryDonny and Marie Stole the Highlights ralph27 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Confession of Goldie Hawn ralph27 years 6 months ago
StoryRed Lights ralph47 years 6 months ago
Forum topicAt the Spoken Word Event ralph27 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Twelve Steps of Poets Anonymous ralph77 years 7 months ago
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StoryWhen I Came Up for Air ralph07 years 7 months ago
StoryBethnal Green ralph07 years 7 months ago

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Act! A Poem for Basildon

Act! Looking from the window above, like a story of love. Can you hear me? — Yazoo, Only You. 1982 I'm lonely here. There are no poets here. Oh yes,...
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The Darlings

The Darlings So, I was seeing this woman for a while who was in and out of the music business. She once married a man who was in a band who will...

Daddy Long Legs

Daddy Long Legs There was a singular man who walked tall around our Basildon town in an open necked shirt, a comb in his top left pocket. Shiny shoes...
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Record

Record And they are spitting bars in the chapel. I watch my back, my moods switched on. It’s chilly. The prison dialled down until November. Price of...
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Tide

Tide We are watching football. Bellingham skates on Wembley ice. Our phones bleep with news and more news. Italy score, but we own the tide. There is...
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