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The Bullingdon mob Will thus find nemesis in Expressions of hate Guest poet: Barry

Dappled water – small river – Between banked – bulrushes tall – Calls the blush red – of May sun to arise – Misted, over fields – Nature – in her timeless whisper – Gentle – to winds unplanned – … Continue reading →

Bored in class, my teacher scratching at the chalkboard I was daydreaming behind inattentive eyes Musing on the carved initials under my desk lid. Some like mine showing white wood But others deep in overlapped grime and time A panoply … Continue reading →

I’ve got no Wife Children Mum, or Dad I’m 65 and Not yet dead I’ve got no Job Savings Pension, or House I’m 65 and Not yet dead I’ve got no Friends Neighbours Mistress, or Enemies I’m 65 and Not … Continue reading →

The two of us alone Neither her Fred, Or my Pat. The kids all sleeping Sharing more than the wine My furtive mind Designed excuses To touch her elbow A hand on her beautiful shoulder I dared to kiss. Lips … Continue reading →

Joe knows what he doesn’t like He doesn’t like: Earthquakes sucking houses into the earth He doesn’t like: Volcanic eruptions burying cities in seconds He doesn’t like: Floods with desperate people on roof tops He doesn’t like: Famine with children … Continue reading →

The old armchair Eyelids drooping Stan softly slips To dreaming. Loves he had Flit and falter Their smiles He pictures well. The girl who Showed him Women’s desire Was pleasure personified. A young man Then with vigour Strength and passion … Continue reading →

Winter Clothes Fat people love winter clothes Democratic clothes that are Baggy and shapelees Just like them Food Food I love it Food I adore it Food I yearn for it Fat is my temple to love Twiggy Twiggy was … Continue reading →

Sometimes I say things when I shouldn’t Often I lose the plot and stay stumn. That’s just the way we are When me and my voice agree My voice and me most times agree Like pals. I tend to think … Continue reading →

Cocky git swaggered every minute Even on his silly moped A scooter with a hornet sound To annoy all and every one around Cocky git would swear and spit In his soppy hoody coat His deep mean eyes beneath a … Continue reading →