Tag Archives: FEELING

DOGWALKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE .. .

Dogwalkers of the World Unite (and take over) .. . Learn to love me, as I walk your dogs Now, today, tomorrow and always Although I have no dog of my own And they are only borrowed Do not despise … Continue reading

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SERGEI .. .

SERGEI .. . Remember well full histories   homeland, where we learned   and lived as children born   to cultures sworn both Russian   as the czar, severe the priests   incense-driven, strict religion I learned to play piano … Continue reading

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THE TRAINS GO THUNDERING BY .. . .. .

The Trains Go Thundering By .. . The trains go thundering by   it is a figure of speech   I sit at the corner of a dusty road   forlorn of much hope The tanks came after   then … Continue reading

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, ,, CLASSIC INNUENDO .. .

, ,, classic innuendo .. . Six minutes or three of daylight every dayzipping away closing init is a bird of wings and fluttersa bird of prey surrounding caustic phobiacaught in traffic going nowheredeadlock cannot be unbrokenas the bond between … Continue reading

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. ..WE SACRIFICE BEFORE THE BRONZED MOON .. .

. .. we sacrifice before the bronzed moon .. . .. .. ..   We vowed to meet   at the grasp of nightunder robes dressed   with starlight goldenyour auburn fringe tinged  bequeathed so clichéneither angel Malakh  or JFK … Continue reading

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THE LONELINESS OF THE ITINERANT DOGWALKER

THE LONELINESS OF THE ITINERANT DOGWALKER .. .. Out by the east fen plains   where muck, stones lay precious   splendid of dereliction   a silhouette in green stoops low Piebald mystery, friend in tow   shuffling, stumbling, his … Continue reading

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KEALING .. .

kealing .. . I was John Betjeman I was Mata Hari executed at dawn thieves to the left of me saints in red robes to the right absorbed into the darkness today you will be with me you will kiss … Continue reading

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HONESTLY .. .

honestly .. . .. I wandered by my hometown station no trains run anymore they dug up the track there is an antique dealer there he opens up on three days a week to sell old things not chicken wings … Continue reading

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HOWL TWiCE .. .

Howl Twice .. . We met this side of dawn neat satchels on our backs to search and find Zanadu people knew as East Ewell in what was known then as ‘the stockbroker belt’ of the sprawl that was Lond-on … Continue reading

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PERIWINKLE MEETS INDIGO and THEY HAVE CHILDREN .. .

Periwinkle meets Indigo and they have children .. . . . There is a gap in the cloud today     where the ink has run and stained the sky the most perfect blue where rain falls through     … Continue reading

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