Un-ironed Curtain

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Look away, curtains wrenched
across Europe's borders
we are pulling
again
those dark-patterned drapes
.....


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Wedding Photos

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Met, in ill-fitting suits,
Best Men bad speeches;
'It's all about the bride':
Slurs from white-dress-bitches..


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Enough

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Enough, enough, Enough of this cough: Someone, someone, Tell it to cough-off. Mike Bell Poetry Mike Bell aims to write 10,000 poems, stick them up here one at a time, and then take a nap. By then he should be about 85 years old and have out-gunned PD, dementia, and the end of days. Possibly. Before...


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Grand Niece

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I digitally-met my nephew’s child, Facebook framed, both bed-curled: Dark-haired and browed, Two family traits, He holds her in love, her protectorate. Mike Bell Poetry Mike Bell aims to write 10,000 poems, stick them up here one at a time, and then take a nap. By then he should be about 85 years old and...


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Holier-than-thou-Saudis

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Our dear Saudi friends
are trashing Yemen:
The city of Sana'a
is crumbling again:
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Sandhurst, England.

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Sandhurst - England - training world leaders -
subsidised captains of overseas terror .../


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On the Underground

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Lowed head, herd-burrowed,
to subterranean trip:
Down, slowed escalator-drop,
to queued platform crypt..


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Stonings

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Living roughly, on Diamond Road,
Middle England, Middlesbrough,
Where slapped doors, painted red,
Mark you out, for the foul-demurrer..


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Sweet Bird of Truth

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Andy Dog has died.
Some Bizzare (sic)
art worked-hard:
Pen-stroked, sweet-bird..


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Shed-moved

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Elbow-greased hooks:
I stood nervous, plan-wrought;
Local endeavour,
on hired-in winches...


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