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SCHOOLDAY WINDOWS

Schoolday windows .. . . . Jam on it… Old boots drawn on a blackboard wall   no creativity in the assembly hall kids line up for their detentions   for who came late to the roundabout when we were … Continue reading

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THIS DREAM WAS THE FIRST .. .

This dream was the first .. . . This dream was the first   it woke me alarmed andcovered in damp persuasion  of believing myself  a gangster on the run  born to play Machieveli I, who held my own,  alone … Continue reading

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YOUR BOUGHS OF PLENTY .. .

Your boughs of plenty .. . Your boughs of plenty   laden down your arms of joy   greedy green of goblin’s gold your eyes hidden     blinkered, sightless         neath your eye-line shadow     … Continue reading

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INGRATES and CATHOLICS

ingrates and catholics .. . The world is full of them the people who don’t care and people who care too much you meet both all over both can drive you to despair it’s why I started drinking and then … Continue reading

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ALL I SEE IS HATRED .. .

All I see is hatred .. . . .. (echoes of Masters of War) … I look at your stony face and all I see is your hatred the hatred you have unleashed upon this sad, worried world not curbed … Continue reading

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BLACK and WHITE and GLOSSY .. .

Black and White and Glossy .. . . .  .  . Black and white your photograph so sensual I love the grainy feel statuesque I want to touch yet it bids me just imagine being together as once we were … Continue reading

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BRAY .. .

Bray .. . Born of a philosophy of stone carved in latin linguistics fashioned from Tuscan clay by the hands of a Michelangelo I bury my head in my hands the long fingers of Zeus pointing at my brow, discerning … Continue reading

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THE RULING CLASS .. .

The Ruling Class .. . . . . . On the island where your rules are waves of the sea your rules that surround me innocent and brave I must face them alone who has time to create rules fish … Continue reading

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ENDLESS THE MARCH IN TIME .. .

endless the march in time .. . .. . .. the endless march in time           and the beat of your heartI see the wolves teeth bared         and hear the threatening thunderthe … Continue reading

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THERE ARE FAR TOO MANY RULES .. .

There are far too many rules .. . .;/ +=+ We want you to be free   to begin writing poetry take walks in the park   in this brave new world which gets smaller every day   yet that … Continue reading

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