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• All One And The Same

  By Grahamt on February 3, 2017 • ( 0 )

  

  I can’t even go into Walmart Without some extraterrestrial type Looking or saying something That jumps on my amygdala, And bugs me for hours.   And I can’t go into Walgreens Without passing a surly associate Who doesn’t want to… Read More ›

• Peace Through Heavy

  By Grahamt on January 31, 2017 • ( 0 )

  

  Another Friday night, I walked into the pub, To meet my Dad who was cradling A pint of Heavy, And using his other hand To prop up the bar, With his eyes fixed on the Glasgow sawdust. His swaying difficult… Read More ›

• Dark Roses

  By Grahamt on January 29, 2017 • ( 0 )

  

  Nobody knows
  What it’s like
  Trying to get out of a locked room
  When the key is missing

• Your Voices Make Little Difference

  By Grahamt on January 22, 2017 • ( 1 )

  

  Your voices make little difference, The wind has the power to defeat And take away all this dire screaming But leave blisters and scars on your feet.   You can dress in vaginal outfits, Give a finger to every young… Read More ›

• Sometimes It’s Hard to Remember

  By Grahamt on January 15, 2017 • ( 0 )

  A split second moment
  That meant nothing to anyone
  But me

• Fool Moon

  By Grahamt on January 12, 2017 • ( 4 )

  

  A fool With an iPhone, Is delusional If he imagines, A snap of the moon with a minuscule shutter, Will capture the enormity of this Striking ornament. It won’t, of course, But it lets God know I care. And if… Read More ›

• Pushy Mamas

  By Grahamt on January 12, 2017 • ( 0 )

  

  When you shove me in the back
  With your tiny fingers,
  You move me forward

• Stung

  By Grahamt on January 9, 2017 • ( 0 )

  A random muscly guy turned, Lit a little by the beer and  disco lights, Asked me, What happened to your face? Teen boys in stained white suits Laughed Hard faced girls Giggled into cupped hands.   Not the first time… Read More ›

• Good Evening

  By Grahamt on January 9, 2017 • ( 1 )

  4.50 pm Florida  Shadows stretching Sunlight waning  Commuters tweeting Cops waiting It’s a sorry State Of affairs A place that spends more time In light  Than darkness

• By Grahamt on January 8, 2017 • ( 0 )

  

  Good afternoon. Some wine, Break bread, Listen intently As the afternoon breaks, Out of Morning’s cold clutch, And becomes Luminous, In its own right. Pulling the river and the people Quicker Towards a red silver evening.