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Monthly Archives: June 2018
FOUR MORE YEARS
George Bush – four more years, the neocons have won; Their performer,George, preaching what middle America wants to hear Has won the neocons four more years. Preaching the good message – a strong America, A moral America, against the gays … Continue reading
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MEMORIES
This belongs to me, is all I have Until I leave to face another trial As memory wanders down the years To glean some pickings as I rest awhile. The slow measure of an aging mind Turning the fertile furrows … Continue reading
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BROTHERS CARGILL
Andrew Cargill is off to Brazil While Wills stays home and plays Rugby; One is a roamer, the World at his feet Sure of his place in all foreign lands; The other a home boy, where familiar is sweet, Who … Continue reading
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RITE OF PASSAGE
As manhood approaches and childhood left There’s baggage to shed, old ways made bereft; Eager to fly as all teenagers are This pedestrian World seems too slow for your star – Where you now are is only one phase Others … Continue reading
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UNREGULATED CAPITALISM
I am striving to achieve with all exertion And I will not stop from political subversion Without this key there is nothing to unlock To ease my progress onwards without unwanted shock. With political power within my control I can … Continue reading
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AN ANSWER TO CHRISTOPHER’S QUESTION – ‘WHY DOESN’T ENGLAND WIN ANYMORE AT FOOTBALL?’
England invented football, And England invented ‘fair play,’ And England invented ‘sportsmanship,’ But that’s all a long time away. Now football in England is feeble It has simply lost its way – And we will never win again until We … Continue reading
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AND BABY MAKES THREE
Madeleine – Madeleine When you repeat it – it’s never the same, A name that presents many faces Come to complete three little Graces. Genevieve – Susannah – Madeleine make A trio of lovely girls dancing Swan Lake, Romping together, … Continue reading
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CHRISTOPHER’S EIGHTHS BIRTHDAY
Emerging awareness, a sense of fun This is your life that has just begun; Starting at eight you can begin to see Where it all leads to – your destiny. Up to now you have been very clear And foundations … Continue reading
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TO JULIE ON PASSING HER TEACHING COURSE
Released, as when all effort spent Into the brightest firmament, A star that carries in its wake, To where the highest ideals take, The Earth-borne to still loftier planes On which new aspiration gains Footholds anew that still lead on … Continue reading
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TESTIMONY (2)
The love I have engulfs me The rage I have erodes the love I crave So that its expression is denied. The faith I have sustains the love I have, Contains the rage I have, So that my love is … Continue reading
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