Narrative

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Summer's Leave!

Summer's Leave!

How taut the clouds with Summer tears
now spill upon the arid grass
to quench the colour of...

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QUESTIONS FROM A YOUNG BOY


"What does this do Daddy?" the young boy said
Daddy didn't know and scratched his head...

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LUCKY THIRTEEN

Lucky thirteen was the name of this tired old horse
All bets taken were that he wouldn't finish the...

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Listening to the Skylark

Listening to the Skylark

In the dew drops of the early morning dawn with the sweet Skylark as my company, at one with Mother nature...

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BRUTALITY

BRUTALITY

On cold ground,
Their bodies wept blood...
In strive to grasp for words,
But none were...

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Bauhaus

Bauhaus

Bauhaus style
Shlemmer and Klee,
Schlemmer with his dance
And his architecture,...

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I ain't gonna lie

I ain't gonna lie
Sometimes I think
That I am wasting my time
Persuing blogging...

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sent to me(9-4-19)

something was sent by the heavens
a message of love and care
seen as many sages feel
...

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Amazon burning

Amazon burning

Trees burn
So does my heart
Tears flow
We need to play our part
Corruption and...

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Time to shine

Time to shine

House lights go down
The spotlight hits the center stage
This is my time,
This is my...

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TELEPHONE AVENUE

Telephone Avenue is a road ahead of time
Blends in nicely in this funny little rhyme
Long...

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H's

The man who can't pronounce H's went to the sop
Whilst he was there he bought a pork cop
A...

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Those cliffs of Jersey❤️

Those cliffs of Jersey❤️

We are on our way to Jersey on an Easyjet, it is very windy today there will be turbulence I bet, but that...

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what's the right way...

what's the right way to love a king?

i. The revolution is born into the mind of a 19 year old insomniac
in the early hours of the morning...

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MISTER GORGEOUS


He calls himself Mister Gorgeous get out of his way
Preens in front of the mirror every...

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THE HIDDEN ROAD


Where's this hidden road I'm sure it's here
It can't just get up move and disappear
...

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The lone–R club

The lone–R club

we've been called social outcasts, not caring what others think.

we've been called losers and...