Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Saturday, 20 June 2009

The Toadfish Work

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…the onward car and traveling train, the earphones, ipods, bags and macs, the shuddering seat and flying swans and lady laughing at ...
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Friday, 19 June 2009

3rd Little pig

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After the Fire I got central heating, some tedious meetings and an easy chair.
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Thursday, 18 June 2009

The Bridge

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Let’s step towards vibrating dawn from gloom to light, quivering delight; stroll on a path, turn time around - any backward glances ...
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Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Can't sleep

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in a big house, alone.   At dawn the central heating moans a high whine; wood and plaster kick, knock and heat turns up a wint...
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Tuesday, 16 June 2009

There is a love

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There is a love that’s only locked inside my little trouser pocket and covered by my fist and luck it never peeps – a shipwreck  ...
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Monday, 15 June 2009

Painting the Edge

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of the sea, a wet crescent of aqua blue, fizzes up to a pencil line dropped from a cobalt sky.   In the marine, streaks of whi...
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Sunday, 14 June 2009

Return

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In autumn, shall we walk?   You don’t feel like going, I can tell. There’s much to do of consequence; houses, youtube, twitter, em...
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