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Raisins Left in the Sun

A book and paper..blank Awaits For words to ink the page A cappuccino sits And while I wait A summer wasp hovers In silent pain Making suicide missions Across my face It’s that time of year On the off-white window … Continue reading

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Besides the Reality of Pain

Staring at the faces Of Monday morning strangers Waiting for a sign From the muted sound of feet Hear the silent echo… Evaporate against the cafe glass Like the blank page Waiting for ink… The anticipation of a moment To … Continue reading

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Pain

Pain is non-transferrable It is always subjective Always personal!   Thatcher Doran    

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Words…Who gives a…

Words… Soundings… Bullshit or truth In anger or jest In pain or comfort A purpose… An agenda… A face behind a mask A face in front of the camera A mouthpiece Who speaks? Who listens? Who spoke the first word? … Continue reading

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Heal the Cut…

They say Time heals The rift between Now and Then Between memory And loss Or is it, that pain Grows dull While memory chooses To momentarily forget Heal the cut but, its a wound Nevertheless… Thatcher Doran

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Words, Who Gives A…

Words… Soundings… Bullshit or truth In anger or jest In pain or comfort Echo or deceit A purpose… An agenda… A face behind the mask A face in front of the camera A mouthpiece Who speaks? Who listens? Who spoke … Continue reading

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It’s Time to Get Up

The morning started while I was still asleep A courtesy…. no doubt while under the eyelids I am making plans items I will change another breakfast with Satie then a walk before the rain although the rain has always being … Continue reading

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Reality Realised

Pain is the measurement of Reality What we can avoid is only temporary…. Failing that! We can only endure…. By Paolo Michell

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Loss

that blunt needle of pain warm but insidious a heave of panic rising its aim unrelenting Then, frozen in that moment solid as a wall a loved one dead stones in your belly   By ¬†Paolo Michell

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Shades of Veneer

rain has penetrated reflections from the pavement clothes now stuck to skin summer showers too wet waiting for a train everything now running after a timetable a pause for readjustment but it’s too late waiting is still waiting except…. the … Continue reading

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