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Words Chosen (Seamus Heaney)

He chose carefully Words such as leave and twig Ditch and stream Manmade shovel and Spade Hands that laboured …..worked echoed their rhythm and Rhyme through time and space Gleaned from landscape and Place yet tainted with Ambiguous memory Cantered … Continue reading

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In Vibrant Colours

On a train, journeying on the first day of the last week of August I see the rape fields have Gone…. that sea of Yellow Vanished the earth turned upside down…. brown cleaned and leveled scraped, left almost new Summer’s … Continue reading

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There’s Another Thought….

it doesn’t matter how many times i write a poem or catch a thought trying to escape it will never explain life…. as I sit on the patio listening to the thunder drinking black coffee from a white china cup … Continue reading

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Fingers To Remove Our Blindfolds

i spoke to a real poet last night what else! we agreed that questioning is the backbone of life! to come and go as we please no apology, no excuse the question mark(?) is the key to many doors fingers … Continue reading

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Awakened From Its Slumber

at night train stations exposed and naked empty alone, except for the company of the dark except for the silent cries of isolated islands of light pinned and needled numbed by the fingers of the night a pending awareness…. waiting … Continue reading

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It Was A Taste

a sky perfect blue though the earth is white a blackbird yellow and black against the white it was a taste of freedom but, for a moment By Paolo Michell

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Black and Solid

words fall like teardrops on the page turn black and solid reflecting back…. towards my eyes confirmation…. By Paolo Michell

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