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THE POPPIES

THE POPPIES

We are made into the cruelest addictive drug known to mankind

Yet we symbolise remembrance and...

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A Writer

A Writer

Let me tell you what a writer does
and they don’t even like to do it
They search the world...

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THE ABCS OF THE GOSPEL

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THE A,B,C'S OF THE GOSPEL CAN BE UNDERSTOOD EVEN BY...

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Death of our Cosmo friend -...

Death of our Cosmo friend - Nigel Creswell

I have the very sad news to pass on to all of the Cosmo Community. Our dear friend & hugely talented...

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Forever Dancing

Forever Dancing

Your ghost is still here with me, lightly he glides
And I finally soak in his speach, like before...

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The OxyMorons

The OxyMorons

We both knew we were not built to last..
and yet here we are...

Chugging up this mountain...

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Timber

Timber

Nothing is traditional is this mind, it’s all flawed branches spreading outward from a destined to fall...

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Trauma

Trauma

Familiar situations lead to quick reactions, although the intentions may not be the same…

I still...

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Don’t take my glasses away

Don’t take my glasses away

Don’t take away my glasses
you might as well take away my life
I remember what happened to...

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Free association comprises...

Free association comprises ratiocination...

Bonafide catatonic doggedness,
nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ
afore and another...

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Substrate

Substrate


Substrate.
Mysterious.
Realm of
origin.
Probability,
...

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Like Father Like Son

Like Father Like Son

They're often smarter than you but not always,
who overtook who as we went thro' many days;
...

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Shadow World

Shadow World

Sometimes frightening—but not entirely grim

We learn to just breathe with it

The kind that...

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Swing Low

Charm may be false, and beauty doesn't stay
Tell, what was not enough?

I have tried, a year...

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Blended

Blended

Blended.
Segmented.
Cleaved,
one from
the other.
Past
from the...

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Dirty Mind

Dirty Mind

Mentally driven, to diversify the bad guys, many kinds, thousands of minds all within one skull,...

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I Spy

With My Little Eye

I Spy

Every year morals and values disappear, I remember a time when they appeared to be more near, my fear is...