Poetry

Corpuscles

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I thought I was O positive,
It seems I am not.

I find I am A positive.
It came as a shock.

It hasn't made much difference though,
To know this sort of thing.

Absence

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I thought you dead
Just for a minute.
Is this what it’s like?
Loneliness, and
A surge of emotion in a bookshop?
Just for…

Rooftops

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I only knew you for a while.

Does anyone know me here?

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Through the padlocked gate I glimpse the coverlet, green with blue and purple, and pinks rising from an…

So said Crow

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“So”, said Crow, “am I not King of my own destiny?”

Old

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I look into the mirror

And I am old.

Crow

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Black and white,

Death and life,

For this is It

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The only thing you can be, exists in this

moment.

For there is nothing else but shadows

dancing.

Smoking Giant

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Oh, smoking giant!

Gigantian curls drift on the ether.

Sighing, singing, flying sounds

that

calm down then speed up the nervous frame of him

Fallen Leaves

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Fallen sods of earth.

Created through annual extremes of growth.

Once photo coloured, now dry and tinged,

With the heady beauty of death’s yellow and gold.