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Coming To Terms

Silent steps from the deep end of Eternity
Seem to echo more mournfully down the corridors of your life.

Bottles And Buts

All the anticipation, expectation & prognostication having systematically considered
Every one of the almost infinite permutations and possibilities,
Assigning each its own probability,


“Don’t give me all that! ”
She shouted,
Her bitter barbs flaying the skin off his spirit’s back
For the god-knows-how-many-hundredth time.

What Is 'Green'?

Pete Townshend, Shakespeare And Penzias & Wilson

Does the 'Big Bang' of living
Leave a sort of Cosmic Microwave Background Radiation behind it –
The faintest of faint echoes
Reverberating below the waterline

Walked Far Woman

Bruebach to Brunstatt to Didenheim
Every day, without fail, rain or shine.
Stick-thin – and a thin stick at that –
No 'old stick' though:

The Healthcare Hydra

Full surgery – caseload queue surging out of the waiting room door
And curling down the corridor
Like some sick snake
Swallowing a cocktail of complaints

Size Matters

Size matters –
Doesn't it just…

Not the hoary old joke


Just five or six still standing.
Five or six from fifty or sixty thousand.
The rest? –
Mown down mercilessly

The Rags Of The Raptured (A.K.A: The Old One Three)

He came back last week.
Seemed as if he’d changed his coat and his tune,
Having worn terribly,
And faded four or more shades the deeper

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