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I saw Jesus in the street today. He wasn't your heavy metal Jesus, all girlie hair with a beard and tight trousers to show he's a man. He was a hip-hop hoodie with love scratched on arms walking like his hips were ships in a storm. And I knew a door had opened for me.
Friday, 13 December 2013
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Monday, 9 December 2013
Friday, 6 December 2013
Love is a lie when not in their hearts, but in their eyes
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The sea was rough with horse waves, rode hard by a cold east wind.
I die...for a ghost watches without judgement. He had come in tears wearing shredded flesh and I gave love. Now he sails and loves only what waits ahead,
So at each shingle roar I mourn the kiss he never felt,
The sea was rough with horse waves, rode hard by a cold east wind.
I die...for a ghost watches without judgement. He had come in tears wearing shredded flesh and I gave love. Now he sails and loves only what waits ahead,
So at each shingle roar I mourn the kiss he never felt,
Monday, 2 December 2013
Friday, 29 November 2013
A baby will come
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Julie smiled and looked away, 'Isn't the sun glorious!'
Mary said, 'Your baby's adorable' but thought, Slut...mine's died. Showing nothing she said, 'Is she sleeping through the night yet?'
Torn from my belly in pieces.
Julie said, 'Sadly no' and made her excuses to leave.
Waving, Mary watched the pram pushed away...that baby is mine.
Julie smiled and looked away, 'Isn't the sun glorious!'
Mary said, 'Your baby's adorable' but thought, Slut...mine's died. Showing nothing she said, 'Is she sleeping through the night yet?'
Torn from my belly in pieces.
Julie said, 'Sadly no' and made her excuses to leave.
Waving, Mary watched the pram pushed away...that baby is mine.
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
Father moment
The sun had barely rose above the trees but already shorts and T-shirt felt you had mistakenly put on your winter furs.
On the front lawn, James, still in pyjamas said, 'Dad, would you like American or British lemonade for 25 pence?'
Alex, in neat underused track suit and as yet unsullied morning coffee said, 'What?'
'American is lemon and sugar with tap water but British is with sparkling water.'
Still draining the coffee, Alex hesitated and said, 'Er...why the dif-
'I remembered you said that, market, er…pigmentation increases your turnabout'
'Ha, Ha, I can see I need to start planning the celebrations for your first million.'
James just smiled, his plans went way beyond that type of small change.
On the front lawn, James, still in pyjamas said, 'Dad, would you like American or British lemonade for 25 pence?'
Alex, in neat underused track suit and as yet unsullied morning coffee said, 'What?'
'American is lemon and sugar with tap water but British is with sparkling water.'
Still draining the coffee, Alex hesitated and said, 'Er...why the dif-
'I remembered you said that, market, er…pigmentation increases your turnabout'
'Ha, Ha, I can see I need to start planning the celebrations for your first million.'
James just smiled, his plans went way beyond that type of small change.
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