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Poem 79

Posted on January 7, 2014 by Michael

You didn’t know but I saw you Standing, laughing with that creature The one whose name I struggle to utter.   He who took it upon himself To feast upon your vulnerability He recognised well and truly your Achilles.   … Continue reading →

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Poem 78

Posted on January 6, 2014 by Michael

‘You must make me laugh,’ she said. ‘I expect at least one occasion during the day Where I shall at least giggle, From something humorous you have said.’ I was concerned I am not a funny person My dour personality … Continue reading →

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Poem 77 – Hi Mum

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Michael

Hi Mum I cleaned out the old cupboard yesterday A cupboard where stuff from over the years Had been had been dumped and much forgotten.   In an old Sunbeam iron box I found all your sympathy cards Dad had … Continue reading →

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Prompt 37 Unavoidable Pain

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Michael

I awoke to your message My attention, you called for, You needed my ear, my shoulder. I watched and listened as you recounted Your tale of woe, betrayal, deception Words of desolation flowing from you. I saw your pain, your … Continue reading →

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Poem 77 – Saturday

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Michael

Saturdays are lazy days, No work But there is the shopping The washing Reading and of course writing. Clean the house, maybe Cook for next week, maybe Catch up with kids Share a meal or two A time to reflect … Continue reading →

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Poem 76 – Old Muddie

Posted on January 2, 2014 by Michael

An old stoneware pot Lays discarded in one corner A half carved doll The product of one short Moment of creativity, Lays discarded wrapped in a cage of cobwebs.   Old Muddie’s boots, worn and in need of stitching Serve … Continue reading →

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Poem 75 – June

Posted on January 2, 2014 by Michael

When he first said he loved you You laughed, as if he uttered Schoolyard fantasy. You thought him cute, but I remember you saying He is ok, but not my type. Oh how times change, That boy you laughed at … Continue reading →

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Poem74 – My Uncle Jack

Posted on January 1, 2014 by Michael

My Uncle Jack Lived most of his life In solitude on Briers Hill, Way out of Ogleton.   I once asked Uncle Jack about politicians, Much to my regret:   ‘They’re all arseholes the lot of them Silly buggers sitting … Continue reading →

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Poem 73

Posted on December 31, 2013 by Michael

When a fool cries he is a laughing stock. When a  fool cries Integrity  is gone. When a fool cries Credibility is shot. When a fool cries Realisation hits home. When a fool cries We say we saw it coming. … Continue reading →

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Poem 72

Posted on December 30, 2013 by Michael

What a Psychopath Sees. Tell them you bumped your head on the door, You probably deserved it anyway. Teach you to cross me I’ve told you before I like my dinner hot, It’s not my fault your face Keeps hitting … Continue reading →

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