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!!!

Tuesday, 11 May 2010

On a train

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a lady behind sobs and sobs. I can’t see her and my heart’s aching.
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Sunday, 9 May 2010

Competition

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Of the many people I have touched it’s Andrew – strange and unusual even now, nearly 21 years on – who holds my face to his own, f...
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Friday, 7 May 2010

Ironing Life

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Stand on two legs like a stork, a hunter; spindly but stable and ready to be stroked with a buzz of electric heat. Earth supp...
Thursday, 6 May 2010

Breath

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I took a breath one day, began to breathe in 1953 (after the war and victory) a little man unable to see. Since then I’ve bre...
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Tuesday, 4 May 2010

White Lines

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Keeping on side is a good trick of memory is an excellent habit. A chap uncontained by white lines while traveling by now w...
Monday, 3 May 2010

Hey Front Door

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can I ask a question? It’s not a tough question and, in the end, not really about you. It’s more about me. No need for anyone w...
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Friday, 30 April 2010

Basho

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empty shells vibrate and the full pond overflows when a frog jumps in
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