Monthly Archives: May 2020

Just in it for the Parking

I am a man I am a man I am a man born of a woman who was fit and healthy I am a man born of a woman who had an unseen virus I am a man whose father … Continue reading

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A postcard from 1932

              Workers having a break High above America they sit If they fall the earth will shake Workers having a break Future warning for men to keep awake Lean into the past, don’t avoid … Continue reading

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Pecking Order

Verb – an eager, tail-wagging little word, running wide-eyed between its bigger brothers; words such as conjunctions, prepositions. One of grammar’s doers, never content to lie supine, always knowing that action speaks louder than other words. Pronouns are full of … Continue reading

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Angel

My neighbour is an angel. I can hear her wings flutter at night, her celestial voice harmonising with the thrum of the universe. Each morning I open my door and see a trail of silver angel-dust leading from her house … Continue reading

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The tiny things of life….

You were lighter than the wind In my hand Your hollowed places, and the hole in you Through which I could see my own skin Opalescent gleaming, shell-like pearling So breathtakingly breakable, Yet forming a tower, a pyramid For the … Continue reading

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The valley through time

For a year now he had been walking the tow path and exploring the Aire Valley between Apperley Bridge and Kirkstall, a 5 mile stretch of woodland, fields, river, canal and railway. It was part of his physical and mental … Continue reading

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For my albino corydoras

Pale as a pearly moon hanging in translucent clouds Your scales shimmer as you glide serenely Wafting through the green and garnet undergrowth You pause and hide, shyly beneath the rampart walls Of the underwater castle, your breath softening Your … Continue reading

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On Solitude

Solitude makes an unlikely companion Impossible really As birdsong wafts in through My uncurtained window A mistle thrush, the uncensored urgency Of a tiny wren in the hedgerow And the melodious blackbird Perched on the wire Who called this state … Continue reading

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