Long Bolton Poems

Perhat Tursun

Perhat Tursun (1969-) is one of the foremost living Uyghur language poets, if he is still alive. Born and raised in Atush, a city in China's Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region, Tursun began writing poetry...

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They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking...

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Manchester United 1958-3 of 3
by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

I heard Jackie, crying, and when I turned around
I saw the body of Roger Byrne, lay across him on the ground
Jackies arm was bleeding bad, so...

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Remember the days of
                   yesteryear
when family ties were
         ...

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Remembering the days of yesteryear
when family ties were held most dear,
gas lamps flickered in the back street
while most of us danced a different beat.
Tragic alleyways of smog and smut
“Live over the brush”* branded a sl*t,
silhouettes...

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I chanced to look upon the world, through current
Channels..And much unfurled; I noted the various
Decades passed, wars on terror legalising grass..'
Wars on waste, the slogans did run, my mind reeled
Them off one by one.' I...

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For me, crazy is a loose term.Crazy is when you 
stare at a pencil and laugh when someone
asks you what you are doing that is so 
interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have...

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What good memories living with our parents and grandparents Dr.Wolf and Dr.Erika,
My sons Kirk and Erik and my younger sister Antje and I all lived together in the beautiful house.

My sons signed up for soccer,...

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I envision myself as a talented soloist,
After singing Elvis in the dinning-room, to a thankful audience

Would  i be nervous or feel comfortable with the audience,
I would  dream of wearing a beautiful gown.

Along way...

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I met my husband Walter through our minister,
We got along exceptionally well as friends.

He had arrived from Germany and I happened to speak German,
Used to do lots of activities together, i was a school teacher.

I...

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I think of the many good memories you and I shared,
When you came to live with me in my apartment.

Then you and I dated and went different places together,
We got along well, do you remember...

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Happy Birthday Walter,
We met fifty years ago courtesy of the Goeggingers.

After dating you proposed marriage at a teacher's staff meeting,
I accepted and we were married by Dr. Wolf Goegginger.

I wore a beautiful gown of beige...

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Did I not help you?
Was I not there when you fell?
I’m crying alone….

My secrets are mine
Do I question you of yours?
The heart is silent….

Intentional pain
Do you think I’m made of stone?
Please handle with care….

I love...

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the catholic nurse
all sensitive
caring noticing
everything
what can she think
of my hot/cold torment

always near blowing it
living in the fast lane
so friendly kind
the girls
dewy eyed
wanda abandoned me
bolton is in my hands

and yet my coldness
hurts
the more emotional
they stay
trying to...

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Written by a special poet named 
Jerry Bolton  




From woman I take mysterious crevices 

And build from within 

I pluck from warm southern winds 

Evolving spirits and calming influences 

Molding clay comes next 

Merging...

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I'm Mark Labbett, ' The Beast '.
I love a mighty feast.
I feed on fear
And then I cheer,
" With me, the show's complete! "

I'm  ' The Governess ' Anne Hegerty.
A.K.A. " Old Knickers a Frosty...

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I stared intently at blackbirds on a wire
they were lined in a row
as though someone had painted them there
fascinated, I continued to gaze
hoping to identify which one would fly away first
knowing if one flew
the coop...

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we're wrapped in each others arms
sans clothing discarded our peculiars
I'm filled with testosterone she has lured
as would  a snake charmer robed
our fires supply our individual piaculars
seeking to find its concluding flameout
we clench, saliva kisses;...

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She slipped into the ballroom
Shimmied across the floor
Bobbed a graceful curtsy
Slid quickly through the door
Leaving some mixed reactions
From all those gathered there
First time they’d seen a tango
With the artiste totally bare
And it’s not the sort...

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UFOs have been sighted in Yorkshire,
a global hotspot it appears,
witnesses, mostly sober
to the moors and up over
have regularly seen them for years.
They all give them various descriptions,
some were captured on video tapes,
as they hovered and...

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Trinity Street, Bolton,
it was Jack and Jaya’s first date,
Jack had got there early,
worried he’d be late,
the ticket woman said,
to head for platform two,
“you’ll have to get a move on though,
your train is almost due”,
from Moses...

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Walk down into Bolton Street strolling unhurried enjoying the pleasant square,
Turning off along a small side street with lights no people, nothing is there,
Then in a window a golden cube it's the main window in...

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When the moon is blocked by gray clouds,
A lone woman visits the graves,
She wears a black dress like a shroud.

She speaks, but her words are not loud,
She whispers and calls them by name,
When the moon...

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...to My Dad


As I strolled through Bolton 
I saw the players who possessed me,
who beat me down and held me up, 
who tickled me and trounced me,
formed and shaped this neophyte.

Full aware of their manipulations,
stations...

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...to My Dad


As I strolled through Bolton 
I saw the people who possessed me,
who beat me down and held me up, 
who tickled me and trounced me,
formed and shaped this fledgling child.

Full aware of their...

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