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D’verse Poetics– Alice and Advent

Posted on December 8, 2013 by Michael

Poetics– Alice and Advent– they both start with an A In Australia, far from the known world Advent was a non-event, rather The four Sundays before Christmas. No calendars, no candles, no nothing Celebration? Observance? Not in this kids house. Alice … Continue reading →

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Story 2 – Dream – Part 3

Posted on December 7, 2013 by Michael

To catch up with parts One and Two click on the links below: https://summerstommy.com/2013/12/05/story-2-dream-part-1/ https://summerstommy.com/2013/12/06/story-2-dream-part-2/   Our intimacy was interrupted when you realised my closeness The man in the letters was a different man to the one you now had … Continue reading →

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Story 2 – Dream – Part 2

Posted on December 6, 2013 by Michael

I sat and watched you sip your tea, I asked the question, why? You cast your eyes down, as if seeking the words For now you weren’t with your pen, your trusty scribe You were in the immediate, facing the … Continue reading →

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Poem 57

Posted on December 5, 2013 by Michael

My mother was good person I’m sure she was, She wasn’t a criminal; she never attracted anyone’s ire Except for Mrs Moch, but that’s another story. She took us to Mass on Sundays We prayed the rosary every night She … Continue reading →

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Story 2 – Dream – Part 1

Posted on December 5, 2013 by Michael

  I had a dream in which I saw you sitting on my front lawn. Just sitting there, looking at me as I hurried down the path. You said hello, I was surprised I wondered what was wrong to bring … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Bedraggled

Posted on December 4, 2013 by Michael

I’m torn and bedraggled, I’m a man with nothing. A bottle in a brown paper bag A lost life, little hope, Everyday a struggle. My thorny tree, Dishevelled in shape Like me Friends Best mates. The only colour in my … Continue reading →

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Gift

Posted on December 4, 2013 by Michael

This is shared with Poetry Jam where the prompt today is to write about GIFT I’ve searched for ways To make you see That beneath this rough exterior There lies a person. Just a man, Nothing special. A mass of … Continue reading →

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Poem 55

Posted on December 2, 2013 by Michael

Write me a poem Go on try your hand Throw words on a page See what shape they take Do they make sense Will they touch me Set me on fire Repulse me Love me Take me to your heart … Continue reading →

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Poem 53

Posted on November 29, 2013 by Michael

There’s a moment in my day When thinking of you Takes my mind To places I know you go. Seeking me I come to you It’s all that matters.   Within me You move lithely across the room, A skill … Continue reading →

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Poem 52

Posted on November 29, 2013 by Michael

Platanus I look out the window at the yard Which lounges under the shade of giant plane trees Their summer foliage Spreads languidly across the vast expanse of concrete Providing cover for countless hours during the hot summer. It is … Continue reading →

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