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Poetry with a Cappuccino

The waitress arrives Places a cappuccino On the table Then smiles A poetry book sits Waiting for the first sip Two sets of lips Eager to engage To taste, to feel A stolen moment In an otherwise Ordinary morning Thatcher … Continue reading

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Swans on the Green

they gather together graciously accepting handouts….. parents and cygnets on a patch of green in St. Stephen’s Green in a corner of the lake with a private slipway in times of need…. white upon green wings against the sky turning … Continue reading

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Dripping with Poetry

my working days tend to end with cups of coffee swallowing minutes with sips of cappuccino observing from a safe distance usually! the autumn evenings still warm yet I’m reluctant to leave the city or at least the cafe staring … Continue reading

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It Is You And Me

i see poetry in a blue sky i hear words whispering in a gentle breeze or shouting in an angry wind sometimes i feel the melancholy in a child’s innocence poetry is day and night in life and death it … Continue reading

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A Poet On Any Given Day

the poet on any given day at any moment will observe the nuance of the general or any particular of life ordinary or otherwise probe and poke the certainties and uncertainties in the eye scribble with the symbolic pen people … Continue reading

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Elusive

i can only define poetry piece by piece slice by slice its containment elusive beyond time measured by a clock never to be framed By Paolo Michell

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Slicing

each day is a point of no return looking back is kept for drinking coffee for writing poetry in small cafes strange creatures around the waterhole a restbite between the contradictions…. an opportunity to observe particularly the natives looking for … Continue reading

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Why Poetry?

the problem with poetry IS it needs feeding slices of life how to extract it without bleeding apprehension beads of sweat banded occasionally questioning why do you do this? is it madness no it’s the feeling an emotion screaming “let … Continue reading

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