The Shed In My Head
...I once belonged to a garden shed
it had a small window you could look inward into it.
There I sat smoking a funky tobacco and
cleaning my fingernails
with a small gun metal pocket knife.
Occ...
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Categories:
overstaffed, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Dagger
...In your bosom concealed, you are a fighter:
Who doesn’t a single matter take lighter;
The closest chap to you making a big mistake,
As you wouldn’t care what it‘d take
Inside your bag, some fol...
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Categories:
overstaffed, anti bullying, character, death,
Form: Rhyme
At 2am - a Poem For Ruth
...Quietly
you enter,
and with feline
stealth, pick your
way through the
darkness of
our bedroom.
My senses,
honed
over the years
like radar to
hear the pings
of children’s cries,
pukey w...
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Categories:
overstaffed, family, for her, love,
Form: Free verse
Sweeter Cold Tea
...1. Our intentions stay straight
as this well carved acquaintance
gives a lovely and presentable silhouette
agreed terms and policy not rabbit warren
as debit is debit and credit is credit.
But w...
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Categories:
overstaffed, life, longing, lost, lost
Form: Lyric