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A franchise of my soul
I felt my life diminished The smallest of my dreams, suppressed, There before me stood a man of conviction assuring me I need not feel...


Criticism of this poet by a friend
My friend, the poet, is a fraud (He's also intellectually flawed), He strings together, badly, I'm afraid. Words without rhyme, their...


The Hairdressers Tale
She became a woman today Her marriage vows have fallen away. As yellowing leaves of an autumnal tree. All her hurt and shame She knows...


Anxiety
The lady in a long pink fluffy coat Over a pink turtle-neck sweater, Was suffering, Suffering invisibly and openly, Constantly, she...


Midnight Moonlight Lady
It's a cold winter's night That chills to the core. The Midnight Moonlight Lady Knows just how to score She will keep her men warm. When...


The Minder
“John, put those back” “We don't need them.“ “No, John, we don't need those either” “Come on.” "If we’re not careful, we'll be here all...


Will you hold me?
Will you come and meet me? When I get to heaven, Will you come and find me? I’m afraid to go But I know you’re there. Will you come and...


Innocence Dies
Tenth floor She glided Down, not up, Until she landed Onto a mortuary slab, It had shamed her. It had shamed her life, Yet those that...


Stay with me
Child without influence Conceived lacking counsel Child of slender chance Cry, cry, cry until This silent life, held in hand, is yours To...


Muted World
Sounds lost, unheard, in muted world, Unceremoniously unplugged. A less audible sense I live in insignificance. I once thrived on,...


One, Two, Three, More
One, Two, Three, More, Extended version I, as one. Considered prospective days of love; done. Then we met soon we were entwined as one,...


Election prelude
Old-world women gossip Disgorging air and candy floss, Talking, talking, talking Just trumpery coming across, Irrational chatter Mindless...


No more the fool
We've both travelled far We've journeyed long, You've whistled your tune I've sung your song, I've listened intently, Attended when...


Born to Die
Waves roll slowly, onto an empty shore, wash clean the pebbles and the sand, whilst white foam bubbles, mark an evaporating monument to...


Running scared little maiden
Why are you running scared little maiden? Why do you hide amongst the trees? Do you believe your dreams are in tatters? And that you’ve...


Paint life as a surrealist expression
The Surrealist brushes a green day A pink sun hangs in a star-studded rainbow sky. A nude autumnal tree awaits the commencement of...


The Mysterious Letter
Sam quietly opened the study door. Her stepfather was standing by his desk, Rapt by a letter from the morning post Looking near comically...


Our love has a DVT
I thought we would be better, together, forever yet still, there’s no thrill We overlooked each other I thought I’d be a happy chappy,...


Transit to a poet.
Summer morning, Nineteen Seventy, Field Study, Miss Skipworth's junior third, Unimpressive rural location But silently, we listened,...


Ode to Linda G
Caverstede Road nursery, our Eden Starting out together like Eve plus one. You were the flaxen-haired Aphrodite I hoped to be Adonis,...
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