The Flames of War
In the cool blue morning she woke
She gave the prowling cat a stroke
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Elsie
Looking at me from a newspaper page
She stumbles, she's learning to walk
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New Motorway
Cobweb grass on bare legs stroke
Pounding heart, breath like smoke
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A Bad Wish
I found in an arcade a Zoltar machine
The jewels on the turban were aquamirine
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The Best Kind Of Rain
The worst rain of all is going to work rain
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The Reality Tree
Yesterday the tree, a black skeleton on a grey sky
Everything composed of cut-outs, I don't know why
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Tangible moment
Against an old paint chipped railing I rest
A train station, mid-summer, early morning
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I was interested in poetry from an early age but it was clear that I could not earn a living by it. I studied science and mathematics and ended up being involved in electronics, which pays the bills. I have been to Reading university and quite a few smaller places of education. Recently I have been studying on-line and I have found that online courses are very collaborative; sometimes you will find the students can teach the tutors. I like that education can be a two way process.)
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See The Picture, I can't format the poem on this site. Everything defaults to left justification which will not work with this sort of poem.