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OLDE MANN

Olde Mann .. Banyanamin’s reign – the oil ran sweetly on this, his Holy isle’s embrace Adorned as if with golden crown – of sweat and bone and fur and                      … Continue reading

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I NO LONGER NEED TO BE ME …

I no longer need to be me … . The acknowledgment in no way pre-supposes any hostility or self-image harm but remains a conclusion derived by personal freedom-analysis and a careful conclusion to the submission that I have become tired … Continue reading

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THE BULL

THE BULL Wipe the blood from my brow, I’ve seen much worse than this Take me into the stalls, the best seats, those ruddy-red plush ones Where centre of stage they all can feel me, glimpse this animals rage Not … Continue reading

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ANG

Ang “Marchon, the gate is wide open in the complex and I’m looking down a long, retreating corridor. Come over tonight and make me the happiest man in the valley.” The 1940’s Studebaker rolled effortlessly down Sondrick Lane purring like … Continue reading

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A DROP IN THE POND PRODUCES A RIPPLE!

A Drop In The Pond Produces A Ripple! The desolation of loneliness can dog you even as a child and follow you mangy and forlorn into adulthood. A bedraggled cur that slinks behind you – dirty, rain-soaked and unworthy, while … Continue reading

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I ACCEPT YOU AS YOU ARE …

I ACCEPT YOU AS YOU ARE … … … The avenue of true reconciliation is lined with olive trees … The oil of gladness is an anointing for the soul upon your head … My peace is caught up inside … Continue reading

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RUNNING TO RUNNYMEDE!

Running to Runnymede There was hardly time to gather sorbet moments Nor harness the power of life’s general circumstance I had spent my whole life crisscrossing rail-tracks Stumbled blind upon the important & the tall   Like a cryptic tale, you … Continue reading

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WHEN THE DATE RAN OUT IN THE MORNING RAIN …

When The Date Ran Out In The Morning Rain … .. .. I can’t believe that the date ran out in the morning rain The page had slipped, the sail had shipped, the needle skipped, the kipper flipped and the … Continue reading

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WILD HORSES

Wild Horses ..         And Engret, writing in the sand, wiping a tear from the corner of a bloodshot eye With the sound of waves crashing, like his heart pounding, relentless and broken The Arabian stallion, muzzled, silenced, … Continue reading

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THE WRITING PROCESS

‘The Day I Redrew Myself in Mine Own Eyes’ – an Essay .. I am a writer. I am concerned only with the writing experience. First and foremost I am not unduly worried about how you, the reader, may respond. … Continue reading

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