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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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Slip, Sliding Away…

The last train Slips Through deserted yard Pass metal fence… That naked lazy bank And on Towards satellite posts Then, the flatlands This snake will blink And wink At ditch and tree Into the last hour Of a vexed day … Continue reading

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Still Pouting

The words of poets Drift through Time Occupy a space In the lives of mortals Or linger too long On dusty shelves Forgotten or ignored Their paper lips Still pouting… Still eager to be explored Their silent knowledge Now hidden … Continue reading

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Crossing the Street

Silent feet At the end of Dawson Street Muted by wind Stop or go… Colour dictates Red or Green Young or old… Age dictates Fast or slow Smiles or frowns… Mood dictates A view A fragment A thousand stories Walk … Continue reading

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An Ambience of Apprehension

the West is moving East morning sun has gone did its bit now, waiting for the rain to come cafe staff rounding up the empty chairs about to close a sky swelling up with ominous clouds pregnant with mysterious words … Continue reading

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Did You Feel It?

Each evening the ritual repeats End of day The undressing begins Darkness presses against the glass Windows of light dotted Across the cityscape muted audience Silent echo Now, the building is Empty The day’s events questioning…. Those segments of hours … Continue reading

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The Dubious Probable

Look at people! As they stare at life As variations on theme The possible and impossible And the dubious probable Nature and manufacture the manipulation in Between Immortal truth, silent But the falsehood, loud Broadcast Shattering ears Reality is not … Continue reading

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Drifting Thoughts

at the end of a working day I cannot help, but wonder as i look to the evening sky as clouds drift by and think are these clouds not vessels of our dreams? our human destiny in symbolic form something … Continue reading

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If….

If is a question mark ? an expectation too shy to speak to shout out loud a silent aspiration or a masked pretender an invitation to treat hoping to convince…. finally a close relation to Maybe….   By Paolo Michell

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The Sound OF Protest

i’m here drinking coffee i should be standing at a bus stop but the clouds have release their fury angry rain beating the concrete into submission a silent wall of protest against authority unreal, but symbolic shouting in soundless screams … Continue reading

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