Alistair Graham Poems

It’s obvious you enjoy books
Therefore not obsessed with your looks
While you like to look good
You know words are the food
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We all love a trip to the chippy
No bother if outside it’s nippy
For when you’re inside
Your senses go wild
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I pulled into the car park
at work this morning,
just like I always do.
I swung open the car door
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A woman stood in her denim skirt
at the traffic lights, waiting to cross

Like a young bird, she nodded up to the lights
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The voice on the phone said,
"it's because you weren't alive
in the nineteen forties, lad
no brutal wars, did you survive
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He gave her his arm; she
took his blood into her
syringe, filled it,
like a tall glass; wine
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Clad in armour;
cassock, surplus,
ruffle. Choral-
Eucharist
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I watch them file
their bank statements
their complaints
their tax returns
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Words
assembled
fashioned into a thing, you want to touch
want to hold
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In that big flashy country
board-game metal men
Make the world their business
flying push-button planes
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