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Random #255

“The darkened space of The King’s Head downstairs room. Tuesday nights are set aside for poetry.

Every week they discussed the purpose of poetry in modern society, and every week they came to the same conclusion.

That poetry is enlightenment.

It’s questioning the norm, to try to find an understanding, to push forward ideas, to discover half truths, to open a forum for debate, to bring people together.”

– Sean Hughes

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Random #236

“And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again”

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#25 The Conductor

I wrote this one

On a train

Making my way

Back home again

I remember she asked me

Why it was I cried

‘Because he’s dead’

I replied

The Removal Van

All
my dreams
are dead.

All that’s left
is this room
inside my head,

Where you
once lived.

I wish
you’d move
back in.

(Originally Posted 07.09.2019)

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Time Off

It takes me by surprise

Every year

If I can just yet through that day,

I think,

Then everthing will be ok

But it’s not

A Hard Week

Now that
the darkness
has descended

All my
happiness
has ended

Deep into
my soul
I have delved

And all
future plans
I have shelved

(Originally Posted 06.09.2019

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Stuck

I know it comes evey year

Yet I’m still no more prepared

As much as I try

I’m still left high and dry

With any chance to move on impaired

That Day

I’m scared
of what
that day
will bring,

As I
know it’s
approaching
fast.

Even if
it’s the
start of
my future,

There’s no
way of
forgetting
my past.

(Originally Posted 05.09.2019)

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09.08

Three years on

From writing this

And that strength still eludes me

Don’t get me wrong

I can, at times, be strong

But my future still looks pretty gloomy

08.08

So it’s another birthday

And what a day it has been

If I’d have known last year

What I know now

I would have jacked it all in

But I suppose now it’s time

At this ripe old age

And much to my chagrin

To find a way of moving forward

And discover the strength within

(Originally Posted 09.08.2019)

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A Birthday (In Bognor) To Remember

A true story

This one is

From thirty eight years ago

We were on holiday

At Butlin’s that year

When I decided to take a stroll

I let go of

My mother’s hand

And wandered in a different direction

Off in search

Of sweets no doubt

Or some other such confection

I have no idea

How long I was gone

But at the time it felt like an age

Until I was found

By a kindly policeman

Who ended my little rampage

Next thing I remember

Was in the community centre

Being reunited with my mum

First she hugged me

And then she shook me

For making her so glum

But I’ll always treasure

My little endeavour

As it did teach me one thing

My independence

Was something to treasure

So I found it again when I turned eighteen

Childhood Memories

I got lost on my
eighth birthday.

Sometimes
I wonder
what would’ve
happened,

If I had never
been found.

(Originally Posted 08.08.2019)

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It’s The Little Things On A Day Like This

A card left for me

On the pillow

Flowers and a bath bomb or two

I’ll buy them myself

Again this year

As there’s no way I can get them from you

Xxx

O Unhappy Day

I never
thought
you
wouldn’t
be here
today

It’s
still
hard to
accept
that you
went away

Perhaps
you’re
still
with me
here in
spirit

I just
wish
your
presence
was more
explicit

Xxx

(Originally Posted 08.08.2020)

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My Real Family

Lockdown birthdays

Were no fun

Not for me

Or for anyone

This year I’ll make up

For being alone the last two

By spending the day

Having fun with you

That Time Of Year

Maybe
it’s
because
I can’t
be there

Or
perhaps
it’s
more
I just
don’t
care

For
now
that my
confidence
has
grown

I’ll
spend my
birthday
at home
alone

(Originally Posted 08.08.2020)

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But It’s So Brutally Apt

So you’re another year older, eh?

And yet you’re still a cunt

Aging it seems, sadly for you,

Changes nothing on that front

(Not Too) Many Happy Returns

Happy
Birthday
to you

I hope
you
have
fun

I didn’t
send you
a card

Because
you don’t
deserve
one

(Originally Posted 11.04.2020)

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Black Letter Days

Are 
you 
sure 
we're 
done 
here

He 
said 

You've 
got 
nothing 
more to
say?

Other 
than 
shove 
those 
candles 
up your 
arse

She 
said 

Happy 
fucking 
birthday!
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That Morning

You
can
try
to
imagine

But
you
can
never
know

How
much
it
tore
me
apart

When
I had
to let
him go

Xxx

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That Time Of Year

Maybe
it’s
because
I can’t
be there

Or
perhaps
it’s
more
I just
don’t
care

For
now
that my
confidence
has
grown

I’ll
spend my
birthday
home
alone

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Your Birthday

Yesterday
we
remembered
you.

Together,
in this
city, just
us two.

We laughed,
and smoked
and drank
too much beer.

Both of us
wishing you
were still
fucking here.

Xxx

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That Day

I’m scared
of what
that day
will bring,

As I
know it’s
approaching
fast.

Even if
it’s the
start of
my future,

There’s no
way of
forgetting
my past.

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08.08

So it’s another birthday

And what a day it has been

If I’d have known last year

What I know now

I would have jacked it all in

But I suppose now it’s time

At this ripe old age

And much to my chagrin

To find a way of moving forward

And discover the strength within

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