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A tap and a fast last call, What a man may say As art and play As a man always plays away And waylays May What a day! A man may catch a pass At a far away match Far … Continue reading
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Learning the art of words
Words surround me, confound me I’m lost in a land of syllables, miserable Caught in a battle between image and metaphor Overtaken by a need to express Whilst gagged and bound up by vowels and consonants These words refuse to … Continue reading
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New Year in the Forest
The tick of the clock into midnight it is silent here, save for the wind in the wood, save for the sigh of the trees. Something is different, something the same. The frost creeps across a bridge of branches cracks … Continue reading
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The late-comer
I came to you late in life And grieve for the years lived Without your voice to live by Empty years that could have been filled Instead they stretch behind me Silent: long nights and short days Made worthless by … Continue reading
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The blood and the hound – a Boxing Day Tale
Gather round, gather round Your grandmother calls you T’is the end of the day Tonight she’ll tell her tale A Christmas tradition Once we are sitting Cross legged at her feet She is ready to tell Of the Boxing Day … Continue reading
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The third day
The moon is still a sickle in the sky She sent her deluges in the night Now she masses her army against trees and boughs You wander beneath her gaze In the night she woke you with battle Unprepared your … Continue reading
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Answering back
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end … Continue reading
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Letter to her lover
By the time that you read this I will be gone. If, in your sleep, you turn, your hand may catch this envelope, Its foreign presence may even wake you. You might, perhaps, tear it open, pull out the note … Continue reading
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I didn’t know
I didn’t know: that I would leave here that I would grow distant I didn’t know: how many years would pass before I returned nor how I would change I didn’t know: that I would make mistakes, that I would … Continue reading
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I come from
I come from the village caught on the edge of town a place to wait grow up safe I come from a road at the top of the hill where the neighbours watch flick curtains and gossip I come from … Continue reading
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