Michael Shepherd May Poems

I have a fear - I may be wrong:

that all too many, put off all thoughts of 'God'
by those who claim to speak for Him,
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Let’s suppose
you’ve bought or blagged
an invite to a buzzy West End party
after the football game, where
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It’s May and it’s raining
and I’m standing at the front door
as if I were the first rain itself
on Eden, blessing and blessed
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What’s that noise, between a boom and a crash?
oh of course – it’s the computer, having a bash
at trying to alert the next-room me
that we’re running out of virtual memoree..
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