Category Archives: Poetry

The Sweetest Music

Posted on October 28, 2014 by odeboyz

Ethel Lillian Voynich’s book, The Gadfly, Centred on the brooding revolution, Where the oppressed in Russia Knew only inequity. Religion, Rebellion Revolution, contagious Swept from Russia into China In time the story was filmed. Dmitry Shostakovich composed The Opus 97, … Continue reading →

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Immortal: Family Life

Posted on October 21, 2014 by odeboyz

Horror! Immortal in a mortal world Immune to ageing and living with Wives and children, decaying, growing old And their father and husband? Ah! And our grand- children grow old Grow old too fast for me. They are repulsed. My … Continue reading →

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Cathy Come Home

Posted on October 14, 2014 by odeboyz

You will not be alone… Your life judged, wanton By middle class bigots Who sneered so politely When hands were washed In pejorative spite. That cold room washed in lime Where hypocrites Wrung their hands in silent glee To see … Continue reading →

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Immortal

Posted on October 7, 2014 by odeboyz

I am undying Methuselah Living in a restless worrying world; A world where I am unchanging People linger in my memory but are dead Unclear, historic, washed away into detritus. History has lost its meaning – a constant reiteration- Of … Continue reading →

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The Best Jam.

Posted on September 30, 2014 by odeboyz

It always rained in autumn Mum, holding her old “Trug” We trudged to New River Walk No one’s hedges were safe. Blackberries, Blueberries, Rosehips We gathered while she told us the names My turn to carry the burgeoning feast The … Continue reading →

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Sleaze: a wordless poem

Posted on September 23, 2014 by odeboyz

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This Marvelous World

Posted on September 16, 2014 by odeboyz

Distant grumbles, beyond the hills Whispered tumbled chants Gregorian Beyond the fields where Meadow sweet grows Long past the bull rush tall – sentinel by the river bank rows. The occasional flash on the horizon Deep in the slate grey … Continue reading →

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The picture dream

Posted on September 12, 2014 by odeboyz

A hilly back street somewhere It might have been anywhere Or it might be just a dream This place I vaguely feel I may have seen before. Without any discernible pressure or concerns I walk/float leisurely, lightly even, down the … Continue reading →

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(I can’t get no ) Satisfaction

Posted on September 9, 2014 by odeboyz

I’m just a heap of years A mountain of wearisome time; My wealth is piling high, ever increasing; Too much to spend, too much to give away Wealth growing year by year, drawling sarcastically “Money doesn’t talk, it swears.” A heap … Continue reading →

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Slippers

Posted on September 2, 2014 by odeboyz

Dad’s slippers lay crumpled by his dresser Together matched, waiting in vain Idle these five days – past forgotten Soft chequered uppers, of faded silk-cotton. Just a week ago they shuffled slowly A few inches at a time Dad bent … Continue reading →

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