Happiness London Poems

The sound of hooting and shouting behind the steering wheel sends a cascade of traffic crawling down the street while two men arguing about time...

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She was persuaded to hide 
The love so deeply she felt inside 

For those who thought they knew her, who thought they knew best
She was...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Stones I Have Known

I know that stone - scoured smooth beneath the tread
Of workers' feet too early out of bed.
It sparkled finely to my childish...

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Who are you?
are you my well wishers
Or my enemies

Who are you?
are you those who wants
My happiness
Or my sadness

Who are you?
are you those who wants
My benefits
Or...

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On my return from London



Happiness of meeting dears
and then the pain of parting;
My longings fail to give up
to the things most heartening; 

Back to memory...

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Sherlock

Watson was a good man. 
He stood by his friend, regardless of what happened. 
Sherlock was a good man also. 
Consumed by his intellect, lost...

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Big Dreams

My friend told me I should print a business card. 
He said that I should pass it out. 
He told me that I should...

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Today I saw ‘Sand in the Sandwiches’ Edward Fox was playing Sir John
What joy to hear his wonderful words it was like he had never...

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California, California, oh pretty, sunny California
Well, farewell for now till I leave far too sunny Arizona

Boredom kingdom overruled me substantially,
So I talked my sister's ears...

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It was a lovely morning and we - that is Marge and me 
decided the kids deserved a treat, so off we went. 
We live...

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Scrooge I am
Lovers cold and lost
In forest frost
Paintings chipped
Slippers of golden illusions

I feast on
Yesterdays dreams
With turkey and sour ice cream
Maid so overpaid
 
I beg of...

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I look at this wonder, 
This art, 
The landscape behind her blushes, 
Lone Londoner, 
She defeats my love, 
Trumps my harmony, 
Warms my blood, 
She...

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Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears. 

Only...

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I remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack, 
How I loved those Wednesday evenings, 
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps, 
The different coloured...

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