Nostalgia

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.Home

.Home

Being a nomad is not a fun occupation.
Having no place to call your home
No place where you...

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The Vampire Hospital

The Vampire Hospital

Burgundy was the sky as the sun set
With streaks of purple in the horizon

City lights grew...

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RSO Record Label

RSO Record Label

I'm talking about a record label that was founded a long time ago.
It was founded in the early...

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once loved

once loved

I wrote my name across your chest
You told me you loved me the best
We’d be the best of...

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A letter to my school

To my precious dear
I wanna thank you for being so selfless to me...
For the unconditional...

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Memories

Memories

Mist filled mosaic.
Colours unborn,
Or born…
then forgotten.

Fogged windows...

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Crosby Park

Crosby Park

I moved to this neighborhood forty-two years ago today.
I moved here six months before Elvis Presley...

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HALF WAY THERE

HALF WAY THERE

Last time they showed us
pigs can fly
this time theyre
transporting us back to a time...

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Nursery Fiddledeedee?

Nursery Fiddledeedee?

Humpty Dumpty knocked on Jack’s door, he had fallen off a wall again, so his head was very sore
...

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Starring Role (Dedicated to...

Starring Role (Dedicated to my Homeland Syria)

In the play of life
death withdrew
it apologized
it was the hero
it became...

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Plastic plates and pink...

Plastic plates and pink custard!

Tight grey shorts,
Legs red raw,
Walking to school,
In a stroppy mood,
It's the...

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Ahhh, down memory lane?

Ahh down memory lane?

Seventies was my era
How I miss my platform shoes
I used to...

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The Wicked Cahoots of...

The Wicked Cahoots of Bedford Park

When he made
his first personal appearance
in the dirty alley
on someone else’s rusty...

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There Once Was a Long...

There Once Was a Long Vanished England

There once was a long vanished England;
Of well-spoken presenters
Of the BBC Home Service,...

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Stickle Bricks & Sand Pits

Stickle Bricks & Sand Pits

Like stickle bricks in a sand pit
Memories are lost in time
Avalanches of lost emotions...

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An Actor Arrives at the...

An Actor Arrives at the Bristol Old Vic

I remember the grey slithers of rain,
The jocular driver,
As I boarded the bus
At...