February 2012
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Senses
You rely on your senses To confirm what you think But what if your senses Are driving you to the brink?
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Lemon Pith
Yesterday my friend Doused her mash with pith She said she thought it Would work well. If only…only if.
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Would You Rather
Idle hours spent contemplating possibilities; Usually equally gruesome A game of Would You Rather.
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Skin
From production line to flakes For a skin cell 2-4 weeks is all it takes
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Little Black Dress
The L.B.D. Is nondescript Behind the wardrobe’s doors. But take it out Step in and up, Admirers; panting on all fours.
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If Walls Could See
Take care Beware When walking And talking Beside walls The walls have eyes They memorise Your footstep-falls and calls.
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Once Upon A Time
Once Upon A Time Upon a battlefield beneath a highland crest, A king reclaimed his crown Time passed, it now rests atop his chest.
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“We’re all products of a system designed to create replicas not...”
– James Proctor - house t-shirt, 2004
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Candles
A flickering speck of skyward heat A light-show set to entertain A miniature model of bonfire night Disposable, the finite flame.
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Korea
The President is going to China for talks about Pyongyang. Just before departing the President turned his head, “What do you plan to do with your career?” A broken question, muffled by the cacophony of the press-gang. Utterly confused, his response was brief, “This…” the President said. Not realising that he had been asked about North Korea. But the statement worked...
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Little Stones
A stone’s story is complex One never starts small and grows Instead a pebble continues shrinking Until, in the end, it no longer shows.
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Middle Class
The middle class illusion Espoused by the ruling elite. If you have to work in order to live You’re working class; The dirt beneath their feet.
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Moss
Don’t ever doubt that small can be mighty; Beneath the canopy of upright giants A single spore of moss can with time Grow to cover a forest floor.
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Cigarettes
For cancer it seems The butt stops here, A courtroom, a cheque The pen drawing near.
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Graffiti - on bricks (in London)
Graffiti, far too often, is only daubed on flat surfaces. Sheets of metal, painted walls, bridges or sometimes pavements. But what I’d like to see is people taking advantage of brickwork. Painting/tagging an individual brick and then waiting for that wall to be covered by different people - that would be a lovely time capture. So, I’m now going to set about to find a person...
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Bricks
Look closely the next time You walk past a wall Every brick has its own imperfections But together they become near perfect Teaming up - standing tall
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Mending a Broken ♥ (heart)
If your ♥ is broken Then there’s just one thing to do Pick up those little pieces And find somebody who’s holding glue
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First Class
First Class; a bastion of Britannia The definition of decorum In a land filled with depravity.
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I love you because...
I love you because when I was younger The stories I read talked about love So when I grew up I felt obliged To practice love upon you
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The trouble with you
The trouble with you is simple to see I like you, but you don’t like me.
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Every day
There are seven days But one and the others are all the same Each day a repetition: Wake, eat, stress then strain
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Every day repeating
We wake (from dreams of freedom) We rise Then regret waking We bathe (in polluted water) We brush Then we apply junk to our faces in one form or another
We hunt (in the fridge) We eat Then depart our dens and trundle out to meet the masses We arrive (at work) We chatter Then watch the clock as it marches slowly We dine (on processed food) We return to the desk Then wait out those last moments...
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I have never
Don’t spend your days telling others what you haven’t done Go out into the world and do something Then come back and tell stories of substance Not lessons in moral fence-sitting.
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Pigeon
Airborne rodents; covered in grey A sign of wastefulness and urban decay But did you know that these birds are on top? They’re farming birds, and our waste is their crop.
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The Pigeon's Transformation
Pigeons are migrant workers All huddling into place They congregate in cities Gorging on human waste
But when they’ve had enough And taken all they can They rise up high and exit The detritus world of man
They head to the countryside Where nature rules and reigns And in this land of pleasantry A pigeon’s heart remains
When the working shift is over Every pigeon has a chore To rinse,...
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Poetry
Some subtly hint, feelings hidden in rhyme, Others are decorative, passing idle time. The longest it seem, tell stories in verse, Perfecting one, the poet’s curse.
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Tiles
Dear unimaginative soul,
If ever you’re tired and unable to sleep Put your cartoon slippers upon your feet; And to the water closet; silently creep. Count tiles, they’re easier to see than sheep.
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Country Lanes
Hedgerows on both sides As you crawl along the lanes, Green and brown your corridor walls And the gates turn into window panes.
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Watermelon
Remember to hydrate your melons, To save them from being small, If you don’t water your melons You might have no melons at all.
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The Lonely Oak
Standing tall in a field is the lonely oak, The last of its kind for miles around When the farmers came they cut down the rest Leaving just one, a specimen best
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Gangs
Our neighbourhoods are different now from what they were before; Balls bouncing on the ground replaced by bodies on the floor.
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