Untitled rain.

Somewhere

in the ether

there are those

that only remain

in long memory

Past times and

passed faces

however brief

locked in clouds

and occasional

moments of

reflection

manifest them

as drops

of rain

All those

yesterdays

impermanent

and shifting

like sand

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Dance

You’ll write

poetry

over my

dead body


No I shall

write poetry

on your dead

body

indelible ink it

and dance

all the

while

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Should it be good

Not necessarily

Should it take a

long time

Not necessarily

Should it be

passionate

Not necessarily

Should it be

in bed

Not necessarily

Should it be

satisfying

Of course

or why bother

writing it

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Fall

Balancing

on uncertainty

like a tightrope

walker

without the pole

Her only

safety net

a sea

of wishes

and one day

she might fall

and find

her dream

come true

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Ironing

be gone

I cast 

you out

and into

the flames

of hell

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In the 

I don’t know

when claustrophobia

comes to call

The where can I go

that places

it’s hand

across my nose

and mouth

The need

to breathe

is everything

but once compressed

inside

that tiny black

hole

there is no

sky above

and time

will temporarily

halt

I can only pray

for it

to move on

again

and only then

am I

free to leave

free to carry on 

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Dr No

Journalist: Ian if the word no was removed from the English language you would be left speechless

Ian Paisley: No I wouldn’t

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Hurt

It doesn’t

matter

how much

it hurts

How much

it cut you

to the

quick

Just don’t

let it

show

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Ash

You feel the need

to lick your wounds

and the world

just carries on

spinning

Look inside

and find

some ounces

of good

Your guardian angel

called in sick

but I’ll stand in

I have your back

If you feel the need

to dine on ash

don’t worry now

I’ve closed

the door

There’s only us

and we’re strong

enough

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One

Outside

she’s

a no one

Inside

she’s

a lighting

bolt

One finger

on the button

she’s alive

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I may have pointy ears but other than that I feel quite elfy.

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6 word story

Cleaned out

along with

the

heartaches

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Autumn

It’s a danger

the way forward

To show your hand

To expose your heart

Cause there’s a change

that comes

and it’s inevitable

Like the tide coming in

to wash things away

and when the tee

turns to sweater

Prepare to have

your words turned

back on yourself

The ones

that were precious

and full

of good intent

Dodging from

a hail of bullets

No, never

give it all away

however much

you want 

Save some

for anasthetic

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Quiet

She talked

so much

when she

stopped

I thought

I had fallen

into a coma

it was

so quiet

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My world

my world

hasn’t altered

only my view

of it

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