Other poems
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Seventeen years ago
our world was changed forever... -
Why did the rain fall sting on all my days
and why did branded skin refuse to heal... -
Forced to retreat,
Peal me off this seat... -
Macmillan cancer research...
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the Pride flag dances
with glee now its red can flow... -
Snaking veins do clot and crawl the
upper screams of slaughtered fools... -
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In my town - not a city like Rio Verde,
The Circus arrived with January's festival... -
They were all there;
so many faces and... -
Inside I have an urgent need to hug. . .
She knows this time I shouldn’t need to ask... -
You want to hear of an African story?
...My story I mean... -
That misty dawn the cold did cling so wet
On rising banks beside the barren trees... -
left as
a gift...
