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Kate is a Kiwi
Irena Estonian
Momo and Auko, from downtown Japan
Sarah is French Canadian
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You care
Not to offend
Like a signature you've practiced since childhood
Yet it still feels counterfeit
...

Cupán tae gan brioscaí
Imní é
Brioscaí gan cupán tae
É sin a phlé
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One
Take the count
Stay down
Don’t mind the crowd
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Gulls keening out loneliness
An east wind turns thoughts to ice
Considering this search for meaning
As artifice
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This happiness continues
A young stream sparkling over small stones
Some turn, some hold their ground
Light catches as droplets come into their own
...

Dare for the shock-quakes
Some litmus test precipitate
A frozen stop, a backward step
As ‘nay' pervades a gassing of
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This joy is a fever
Perspiring bliss droplets
As blessing that renews
The joy, like the mental and physical
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Left to his own devices
An air of chug chug communication takes
Not just precedence but overtures
Its self established way through
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He helped himself to attitude
And he fed it in his sleep
He hooned the highways of complacency
Prowled the back roads of deceit
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A scream that refuses comfort
For the culture of our history’s sake

Our parents dream for us
...

To the space between then and now
I bow down
To the hairline fracture in my mask of ignorance
I smile an imperceptible smile
...

13.

Turn and it’s gone
Opportunity on a catapult
Faith on a dirty weekend
Turn, and it’s the same old same
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14.

Confessions of a qualm play:
I’m bothered by notions
Of what to, not to say.
It seems to worsen with age.
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I count the sessions like shekels
The greed absorbed into the auto-angst
The number short of feeding what really matters
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From my heart
You took me
From my heart
I gave you back
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We look to communicate
For fear of boring ourselves
Into an early grave
But when it comes to disclosure
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His eyes won’t often come to mind
His ears select a careful sound
Yet have a tendency to burn
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We could nail it earlier to head off the doubt
That doldrums the blood flow
But it's the returning salmon's memory
That hesitates first
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MUST HURRY THIS ONE
WITH THE JOURNEY PENDING AND
THE OBOLS WIRED THROUGH
THE TIME FOR LAST GOODBYES PASSED
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The Best Poem Of noel maddock

Staying Up Late

Kate is a Kiwi
Irena Estonian
Momo and Auko, from downtown Japan
Sarah is French Canadian
Mary, Chinese Australian
I'm out there trawling without a licence
I'm out there bush bashing but
All quarry has gone to ground
I'm out looking for a sign
Hey, brown eyes Swiss flight attendant
Have you got the time?

Oh it's late boy
It's late
And way past your bed
Time

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