The Memory Jar – Written Friday 24th April 2020 (Aged 45)
i sign pieces of paper
and it does come down to that
name and date,
pages two and eight, front and back
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Poems April 2020
Time Spent in the Shed – Written Thursday 23rd April 2020 (Aged 45)
childlike experiences
have left gaps and holes
they break the connections –
and limit life goals
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Expose of Our Privilege – Written Thursday 16th April 2020 (Aged 45)
this world today –
as we experience it –
is now an –
expose of our privilege
read more Expose of Our Privilege – Written Thursday 16th April 2020 (Aged 45)
Learning to be a Social Actor – Written Wednesday 15th April 2020 (Aged 45)
childhood,
is where you are schooled
and you learn –
to be a social actor
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Cascading – Written Tuesday 14th April 2020 (Aged 45)
what a year –
it has been
am i cascading
through an opulent dream
read more Cascading – Written Tuesday 14th April 2020 (Aged 45)
Our Town Becomes Something New – Written Tuesday 14th April 2020 (Aged 45)
there is a quietness
and a tillness
to our town
‘lockdown’ has pull back our town’s curtains
there are new sights and sounds
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Maybe It Is My Fragile Male Ego – Written Tuesday 14th April 2020 (Aged 45)
i must assume
my writing’s worth is rendered less
because of gender
and colour
should i be saying that?
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The Picture Remains the Same – Written Tuesday 14th April 2020 (Aged 45)
i have not changed
other opinion
is just a frame
the picture,
remains the same
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Do Not Call it So – Written April 2020 (Aged 45)
and people did not survive,
because are perceived –
as being, ‘strong’, or a ‘fighter’
or somehow, ‘tough’
and people did not die
because they did not fight hard enough
We Are Living a Decade in Months – Written April 2020 (Aged 45)
we find ourselves
caught in textbooks not yet written
lectures,
not yet given
programmes,
not yet shown
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