Barry Tebb Poems

Even the charity shops boast of the surveillance

Mr Average is caught on camera a hundred times a day

To provide unending footage for reality TV

But in a decade where will we all be?

Big Brother's eye will see our every step,

The blink of every eye, the tears we cry.
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I struggled through streets of
Bricked-up, boarded-up houses,
Mostly burned-out, keeping
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Your voice on the telephone
Hushes the storm in my heart
Lightning strikes twice
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Dawn's my Mr Right, already
Cocks have crowed, birds flown from nests,
The neon lights of Leeds last night still
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Rejection doesn't lead me to dejection
But to inspiration via irritation
Or at least to a bit of naughty new year wit-
Oh Isn't it a shame my poetry's not tame
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In sleep I dream the gratitude I know I cannot say

Now you are in a latitude where palm trees hold the sway

There are always things between us that keep getting in the way
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At ten she came to me, three years ago,

There was ‘something between us' even then;

Watching her write like Eliot every day,
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Sorry, Neil Oram (with an orange in my pocket)

I can't make ,your loch-side commune by bonny Drummadrochit.
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Two nights I have dreamed of you

Once as an adolescent, evanescent

Yet tangible still to the spirit's touch,
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We were three weeks

Into term, Sheila,

When you came
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