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, 10 October 2009

Apple

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In my fist I hold a cheap red apple, asymmetrical, ready to be lifted, crunched, before we head out for a meander into amber woods. ...
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Thursday, 8 October 2009

The Loud Boys

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Loving the lusciousness, splash of a bath; lying awake in a bed or a cot, loving the singing, the chorus, the noise when grown ups t...
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Wednesday, 7 October 2009

Einstein

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Riding a train he switches on a small bright light and the train slows down.
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Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Streets of London

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I have seen nervous men, heard voices with no power, hands all trembling and at what cost to bone and sinew, human tissue, but you R...
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Monday, 5 October 2009

Fall

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Outside a ring-necked dove is cooing, Strong spurs of sound bubble like a growling flame guttering out. She rests and calls again, l...
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Sunday, 4 October 2009

Newton

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Undeniably an apple fell on his head: an orb pulled an orb.
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Saturday, 3 October 2009

Elderberry globules

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constellating silver and black, hang, waving a dangled cluster of dendrites, each with a full-stop of juicy bounty longing to expl...
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