A TRADITIONAL POET
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I am a traditional poet I write sonnets and villanelles I've got a publisher and an agent To tell me what kind of stuff sells. I am a conventional poet... Read More
TOGETHER
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You knew more lyrics I more chords We gelled For a while. I could sing and remember You looked good Let me fill in The blanks. We were OK Or... Read More
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Gotta do something. Why not together? – mh clay
Indifferent
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On Sundays they come To walk off lunch, Or linger in coffee shops, Some to continue last night's Unfinished conversations. For there is a purpose In every step, Every spin... Read More
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So, go not weak to week; indifferent force not seek. – mh clay
August in Croatia
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We land at Dubrovnik airport Unfolded wheels scraping tarmac Rumbling a welcome in the heat. The pilot's Manchester accent Wishes us happy holidays He sounds too young to fly jet... Read More
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Horrors hide beneath holiday trappings. Bright lights to buy gifts; shirt-sleeved reparations to atone for the past. Noel! – mh clay
Architecture
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A door or window opening If rounded not straight Is called Italianate. A sharp, pointed line Is English Gothic To be specific. A dome or upturned Glass of wine May... Read More
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When Modern becomes ancient, will it no longer brutal be? – mh clay
ANOTHER DIMENSION
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When you enter another dimension It's not like a different room Or a new country It's not like illegal drugs Or excess alcohol It's far more serious Time is suspended... Read More
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Stay on to game on. The angels have seen us, too. – mh clay
Mon Dieu
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Monsieur if it didn’t sell it went into bins This is a business, we can’t give food away Nobody would buy from us again They’d just hang around outside Waiting... Read More
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A voice from the foundation upon which others build the welfare state (We welcome David to our crazy confab of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out.) – mh clay
CLINGING
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An old man with his books In serried ranks behind him Smart, respectable No open necked collar Or unshaven countenance A retired scholar Professor and Vice-Chancellor Distinguished, honoured No years... Read More
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Digitized and distributed to secure perpetual recall. – mh clay
A MORNING
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A morning when silence clings To tree trunks in gardens To traffic lights That blink apologetically To paddocks where ponies Sensing the invisible Graze distractedly A morning with no function... Read More
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Some days it’s our turn to break out the black band. Good morning, All! – mh