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Monthly Archives: March 2016
Toccata & Fugue
Rumours are shadows Shadows are rumours , of things to come of things as they are , alluded to in whisper articulated in silence , unsubstantiated speculation insubstantial projections , of fact of form ; When Shadow and Rumour dance … Continue reading
Posted in Allegory, Contemporary Society, Dystopia, Ennui, Existential, Horror, Identity, Poetry Noir
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Stabat Mater
Amongst the thousands staring and no-one caring , We too stared and stood next to the Woman alone and weeping as her hopes were seeping away into the sinking Sun ; The crowds had been shouting with each cheer doubting … Continue reading
This ‘n’ that
Sat here wondering what it is I’m supposed to be wondering at ? Stood there thinking what it is I’m supposed to be thinking about ? Sitting on a bench musing what it is I’m supposed to be musing about … Continue reading
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For Karen Carpenter ( 1950-1983 )
Long ago and oh so far away , your words spoke to me though they’re silent now ; yesterdays you brought them all back again with words that fell like raindrops onto desert sands ; Then the showers came the … Continue reading