Category: Poetry and observations
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Transplanted Outsiders
The lost Jamaican Singing happy songs on cue Looking for love in the wrong face The crazy Kurdish DJ Drinking away his name Fitting a new one for the west The sad Chinese artist Slide-showing his pain-filled life Forcing out the journey once more The lonely Welsh poet Brimming with charm and dry wit Searching…
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Pink Scar
Waiting for a ferry with a head full of cake … Jet trail cut the sunset sky Leaving behind a pink scar Against the pale blue dome
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Longbeach bound
raindrops on the windscreen teardrops in my eyes highway driving blues bring me back to remembering you songs of love and sadness make a grown man cry unwilling and unstable still unable to stop remembering you across the sea between over the years alone love still lingers like the smell of a house from childhood…
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Priceless
Priceless. Above value. A diminishing concept In this corporatist new century Wisdom is not yet genetic Old people forget and young ones don’t learn So mistakes are made again and again If the young bloke in the supermarket Has never heard of Epsom Salts How can he help you find them? Stupid leaders constrained by…
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Meaningless Mumbles
meaningless mumbles blurred word photos taken with a box brownie brain. (simple but reliable though hazy at the edges) sepia sentences crumbling in a memory album funny like old photographs (out of date and faded) ’til you look closely at the moments caught in a subjective vision.
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The Legacy of Mad King George
Anglo-centric colonial thinking Seeps through the convict/cop generations of this land. The old cultural time warp of Empire. The homeland advances, changes and redefines itself through action in the world. The colony, desperately at first, then fading into habit, maintains the conservative paradigm of late 1780’s England. A stagnant Empire ruled by a madman, at…
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Nightclubbing
Riding the night club juggernaut In our smoky minds … Spilling out of Cornucopia We wandered the party nightscape Before checking out Hysteria Peering into Myopia Then settling for Fantasia for a while Moving on as the night grew hazier We forgot about Amnesia Something fishy about Miasma Dystopia was too crowded Landed in Nirvana…