Dean Meredith


Dean Meredith Poems

161. Missing Something 7/18/2015
162. My Velvet Crush 7/26/2015
163. She Asked The Right People 7/28/2015
164. This Time 8/10/2015
165. Crazy Love 8/10/2015
166. New Muse Wanted 8/12/2015
167. One Eyed 8/12/2015
168. An End Unto Itself 8/16/2015
169. In Praise Of Things 8/16/2015
170. The Will 8/19/2015
171. Production Line 8/30/2015
172. It Comes To This 8/30/2015
173. Just Guessing 11/3/2015
174. Someone Special 11/3/2015
175. Begin Again 11/5/2015
176. Go Bleed 11/5/2015
177. Time Etc 12/27/2015
178. Falling Down 12/27/2015
179. Strength 1/8/2016
180. Lovely Normal 1/8/2016
181. Port Beach 20 Something 1/8/2016
182. Grand Illusions 1/8/2016
183. Hippy Chic Blues 1/8/2016
184. Always 1/8/2016
185. Not One More 1/25/2016
186. One People 1/26/2016
187. Expressions 2/14/2016
188. Lobal Warning 2/14/2016
189. Everything And Less 2/14/2016
190. Middle C 2/24/2016
191. Bits And Pieces 2/24/2016
192. Her Smiling Eyes 3/7/2016
193. A Storm In A Dust Bowl 3/7/2016
194. She Made Me Look 3/7/2016
195. Fate Says 6/6/2016
196. Untitled 6/27/2016
197. Uncertain Numbers 7/17/2016
198. Where Does It Hurt? 7/17/2016
199. Loose Bit Of Fluff 9/26/2016
200. Sneaky 11/20/2016

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Stray Cat Café

On a dreary day too poor for a name,
He dragged himself down to the little café,
Flat white and a paper, always the same,
He fumbled for coins and something to say,
His hand struck silver, but his mind no gold,
The coffee machine frothed a mocking hiss,
His soft fingers touched the counter so cold,
And there she was, a sunny shining miss,
All glowing with life and lighter than air,
Pink lemonade cheeks and strawberry lips,
A chef’s hat hiding her blonde wistful hair,
Uniform jealously guarding her hips,
As soon as she smiled, his fears departed, ...

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The Wild-Wild West

Every day’s a gold rush
And you can’t trust no-one
Coz they’re all double-negatives
And hanging’s a spectator sport
And writing’s for tombstones
And real men down whiskey
And everyone’s your friend
And its drinks all round

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