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Arise

ordinary alone
cold and falling
making a brief splash
glimpsing those before
symmetry sings
white light listening

moment of solitude
abating memory
the ocean deep
murmuring blue greens
together we weep
together we sing

Together we Arise

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Cult-ure dump

Bucharest Cafe Culture

cult
culture
belonging blindly
to a group
to a cause
part of
not a follower
embedded in
not observer of
a way of ding [woof pavlov]
a way of learning
a way of behaviour
a control system
people bully those
whom they choose
and accuse of
not doing it right
disobeying
the rules we wrote down
we agreed over the decades
consolidated […]

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Galumph

Word of the Day for Sunday January 2, 2004
Somewhat Time-Lord-ish to return and ponder,
that date, that day in distant past,

Pondering over, onwards and lets say together, please,

“galumph” again, “galumph” good, one more time ,“Gal-Umph!”

Pronunciation for you at the back \guh-LUHM(P)F\,
Yes?, Bertrand! it’s […]

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Apathy?

Alone or?

but as for me I sit far back,
knowing that so much I lack,
alone on windy night I walk,
my heart in bitter whispers talks,
‘the world is against you,
you cannot win,
don’t bother trying,
they won’t let you in’

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Falling Alone

Young Peeps ona farm far away

falling alone
the world a spin
colours dance
the ground so close
the floor a stairway
hard and cold
rising up
with no embrace
or kiss to face

it cares not that I fall
unremarkable human
unbalanced and alone

we all go down

some brothers in arms
some help on its way
caring voices echoing

memories push towards […]

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Vertical Horizontal

Vertical Horizontal

on this ledge I sit
feet dangling
for no support exist
I clambered up here
as a kid of 6
holding a cake
and making a wish
soon now at 42
the wish will come down and all
will be true
I believe
I am right
I will be paid
for all the nights
the snow […]

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Sold Out?

Inflation

A foot on the wharf,
a foot in the boat,

going from priceless and invaluable,
from heart warmth and love,
to chilled cheddar cheese,
served on a salver,
now we can sit and talk about value,
ahh, we talk about the love,
but, I can see his shadow,
beyond the doors,
his […]

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Decisions

 

shadows boxing,

slices of my soul,

shadows deep,

light hiding bright,

across the path,

my chosen way,

I must decide,

I must dance,

I must say.

 

 

 

I must decide.

I must Dance.

I must Say.

 

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Some of the Poetry of Etches Penmen and Thomas Poe. Good Mates.