I recently stumbled upon a short poem I wrote in high school. I titled it "Flatline":
All your breathless little whisperings
The ones I held so dear
All your gentle little laughs —
Oh, they'll never disappear
You leaned over and you promised me,
"I'll always be right here" —
Oh crushing words, a flatline is
The only sound I hear.
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A very Happy 2026 to all!
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Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in - Henry David Thoreau
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Frankenstein rising
Truest line ever,
Creature’s “We can be monsters
together”, mood shared
After watching Guillermo Del Toro's Frankenstein
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Sea‑born, loud with salt,
if my depth stings when it hits,
you can keep to sand
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Snow on broken ground
Pain holds a quiet shimmer
Thaw, and walk away
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Whiteout
The holidays come,
a crossroads in the snow.
The falling white
blurs the place we meant to meet.
Blessed by the drift,
we turn away,
each into our own distance.
Storms can gather us.
Storms can let us go.
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I wish you all peace, joy, and happiness this holiday season.
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I was lucky enough to hear Cora perform her winning entry from visit #ReadingUK #poetry contest at Boho #openmic night recently
Boho takes a break for Christmas and return to every Wednesday at the fisherman’s cottage Kennet Side #RdgUK on Jan 6th.
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Bedloe's Island
She lifts her lamp
to the golden door
where Virtue stood
once, long before.
Here, Lazarus
came forth, no fear
to pen the words,
brief, gilded, clear,
but now the gate
is wrought of iron.
Gold Virtue’s left —
she's now retired.
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It’s a beautiful day
A #poetry thread
—
i.
Oh, to be seen!
To have the chance to preen,
to not be torn down
and not be told I’m mean.
Oh, to be seen,
not to turn you green
or take your light away —
let us both shine and gleam.
Oh, to be seen —
to be fat with praise, not lean,
a touch of heart-grown balm
to soothe my self-esteem.
🧵👇🏼
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Congratulations to Shirley Roberts front centre in pic) for winning the dec Dreading #slam her 3rd monthly win in 2025
See Shirley and the other monthly slam winners for the Dreading Grand Slam Sun Jan 4th @Risingsunarts RG1 2ST for #free
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No. 12 (Which)
Two doors side by side,
one dark wood, one bright bare stone —
he turns the third knob
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Belvedere
A #poetry thread
—
i.
Beneath dark clouds of gathering dreams,
the coppered palace roof aglow;
its arches catch the whispered streams
of tales that only sailors know.
The belvedere peeks through the green,
stone vessel held in sylvan sway:
its quiet presence moored beneath
the restless clouds that rule the day.
🧵👇🏼
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Blue angel
A #poetry thread
—
i.
Lili Marlene,
a silver icon:
blue eyes spoke through the screen
that she didn't belong
to any one land,
to simpler souls,
to any one man
who’d dare take control.
Fine arching eyebrows,
glass-cut angular jaw,
her white-tie tuxedo
without a hint of a flaw,
her face on the screen
in wisps of blue smoke,
blue angel that’s free
of any dictator’s yoke.
🧵👇🏼
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“I felt like screaming. But I didn’t. You can get into a lot of trouble screaming.
I decided to run instead. It didn’t do much good. I did another thing that didn’t do much good either. I locked the door to my house. Not that I was worried about anyone trespassing. I just liked the feeling of having a key in my pocket.” - Harry O
Shadows at Noon
Season 1 Episode 7
Aired Oct 24, 1974
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Centurion
A #poetry thread
—
i.
The carved-stone soldier on the wall
guards, stiff, awake in weathered rest.
His chiseled cloak, though cracked, a pall,
holds echoes time has left unblessed.
His lifted arm in sculpted poise
suggests a tale the stone can’t tell —
a silent gesture, void of noise,
still straining ’gainst its stony shell.
🧵👇🏼
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#charity #poetry event in #Bracknell tomorrow
What could be better than word with wine?
Break
Between tall houses
a gap of sky.
A shadowed pigeon
decides to fly.
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