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May Day. When bosses add another day’s rest To their busy calendar of holidays, To let the workers strive for Electricity or food, Heat or sustenance, In the hostile climate… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Writing
120/2023
After the storm, He was surrounded By empty space And silence. There had never Been a roof over His hide except For a canopy Of trees. That was gone now,… Continue Reading
117/2023
Her squint essential to his love. Without that imperfection she Would no longer have been beautiful To him, no longer the person he First glimpsed across the counter When he… Continue Reading
116/2023
bind it tight that loose bag of flesh and bones before it escapes from the bed you made for it and it runs from your over-affectionate lust such a rigid… Continue Reading
115/2023
Through the past Along forgotten memory lanes The constant thread of history Throbs under the mess of millennia. Seldom visible, Unless we make the effort to Comb through the back… Continue Reading
114/2023
This is old forest land. There is no forest here any longer. On the scars that are roads All things blur at speed. In the houses that were hollows On… Continue Reading
113/2023
Those who don’t believe In legends or myths Or holy books claim To be realists. You will find they believe in nothing. In the sanctuary Of every story The truth… Continue Reading
108/2023
To watch her drift into Forgetting was a forgettable Tragedy because she was dying, And although the freedom I would feel afterwards was not Apparent then, it would be A… Continue Reading
92/2023
We think the dead have it easy When they’re gone, never think About the jungle of the afterlife In which they have to find their Way, the madness of heaven,… Continue Reading
87/2023
Springscape. Pigeons frozen In trees, the knife of wind from The north cutting into blood Across heath and city. The Stasis of waiting for what Every year promises but The… Continue Reading