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September Chills
September The dread tread Of rolling bombs Loose in the pit Of my stomach Cold dawn New term chills Crack whack jabs Of hockey sticks Torture of team...
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Echoes of a Dead Whale
If you could hear my song You’d know we shared the stars Jewels immersed forever ours Echoes locked inside fathoms Among dead men and gardens If you...
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A Man Riding the Tube Train
A man riding the tube train Sitting in the sallow grease of his day His dreams in his father’s briefcase Dropping the filings of his doubts Into a...
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My Favourite Colour's Changed
My favourite colour’s changed Behind this mask I have evolved Years gone by, assumptions Made we stay the same We’ve crossed countries, life Stages...
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We are Rocks
we are just rocks formed in a mussy molten fluke a chance fuse fused from the glowing flecks of everything that ever stirred on this star we rock and...
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Really enjoyed this stand
Posted on Wed, 15 May 2019
Really enjoyed this stand-alone quirkdom. The uses of a potato know no bounds, it's no wonder the swan wanted to pass itself off as one.
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Syllogism, I learned
Posted on Mon, 13 May 2019
Syllogism, I learned something new reading this. It's crazy and clever, anything involving ostriches is inherently funny.
Read full commentPosted in Ostrich Bantering in Cambridge
As others have said the first
Posted on Mon, 13 May 2019
As others have said the first verse is a perfect accolade to these woodland beauties and then you use them as an example of what could be lost. The rich won't share, there is evidence of that all around us and so much of our natural resources is...
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Thanks Insert. I'm pretty
Posted on Sat, 11 May 2019
Thanks Insert. I'm pretty horrified by the dehumanising of people in the workforce. I know it happened in the Victorian era but I believe there was a bit in the middle where things improved and now we are returning to those dark days. The sort of...
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Lots of texture and emotion
Posted on Tue, 30 Apr 2019
Lots of texture and emotion in this, the metaphor of a large rock, imperfect but unbreakable as this person in your life, it sounds like somebody we could all use. 'Holding my child with feet deep in your sand' is wonderful and you cannot help...
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It's incredible what these
Posted on Thu, 18 Apr 2019
It's incredible what these men and boys did each day, the risks and conditions, it must have been the comradarie that gone them through it and faith and trust as you say. The elderly man as an engineer had a huge responsibility but saw himself as...
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Interesting piece. The tree,
Posted on Tue, 23 Apr 2019
Interesting piece. The tree, once an ordinary sapling, with so many stories to tell and still causing intrigue inside an old church. It's hard to believe punishing nagging wives and mean merchants in this manner was considered normal...well not...
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Excellent poem, really made
Posted on Tue, 16 Apr 2019
Excellent poem, really made me think. There is something sad about the idea of us just passing through but that is what we are all doing isn't it. All those plastic Little Tyke wendy houses people buy for their kids are destined to outlive us all...
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This is a story which runs
Posted on Thu, 04 Apr 2019
This is a story which runs along two time trails, the elderly woman searching through turbulent memory banks spanning decades. It reminds me of when my grandmother was lying in bed in her nineties, refusing food because she wanted to die, she was...
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I love the comparison to
Posted on Thu, 28 Mar 2019
I love the comparison to glitter in a snow globe. How nice to walk along the sea to the supermarket and be seranaded by gulls, they don't have many tunes in their repetoire but I admire their enthusiasm and of course they are very busy at this...
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