Category Archives: Poetry

I Know What I Know

Not metres, centimetres or millimetres What’s wrong with an inch, foot or yard As for centilitres – well, I know what’s a pint Time was a pound had twenty shillings With a thousand pounds you were rich You’d  struggle to … Continue reading

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Mediocrity

I can’t solve my problems So I’m going to kill myself, In a memorable way. Go down in history Then I’ll break out of my dullness. Just once. I’ll wait for bright sunshine so the images are clear Crowds of … Continue reading

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The End

Seventeen years ago I didn’t know it would last I began our tenant’s TMO Time has gone so fast. Battles won and battles lost Each memory lingers still Each battle came with its own cost Each departure left for me … Continue reading

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Nihilism

I decide to get out of bed and clean my teeth. It seems like a good idea but I know they won’t be really clean. I decide to go back to bed to think, or maybe not. It seems like … Continue reading

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In a Dream

I remember the large building exploring furnished rooms, one by one. In the basement the door opened into a huge empty room At the far end an old cloth was draped over another hidden doorway. The cloth fell apart as … Continue reading

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The first ‘Selfie’: Narcissus

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Another Tomorrow

Another next, today? Today is only yesterday, but more. More, are my actions, deeds and ideas. Ideas that have their own, consequences. Consequences – that lead into tomorrow. Tomorrow, will have its own effect. Effect to be traced, to cause. … Continue reading

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Tory Thugs

Without remorse or compassion The Tory thieves ride high Austerity is their fractious fashion Deaf to starvation’s workless sigh. Workers’ rights, so hard fought won Attacked as greed from working class Swept aside most benefits, now done Banker strut their … Continue reading

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Evacuee

They sent me away – “To be safe” they said. My mother’s gone; maybe she’s dead. My dad’s a soldier fighting in the war. Perhaps  I’ll not see my brother any more. I am alone with a stranger who says … Continue reading

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Silence

Silence is like fresh snow Without the paw marks of the fox Silence waits for a perfect moment Miles Davis picking up his trumpet Or, Beethoven with a blank sheet of paper Silence offers itself to us Casting away despair, … Continue reading

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