Other Nonagenarians Exist

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Another ninety year old's
Birthday soon,
A decade short
Of a card from the Queen
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Ritual

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Here, now,
my diurnal ritual,
Rhyme-rammed verse,
freely posted to all..


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Advice to my children

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Finitude - the place you need find on earth,
in every breath, from your fixed date of birth..


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Landlording

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Thirty nine percent
of Tory MPs,
Currently rent-out
second properties..


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Down-sizing

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It is the thing we make our parents do,
Or do to them: mortal-shuffle-moves,
To sheltered, or 'down-sized' flats:
We clear out all the past they had
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A Studio in East Hoathly

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It's a high step up - his studio's tread -
solid after my slip on loose-stoned land -
no ducking - the glass door - open ahead --
Here - picture-galleried - engravings hang --
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The Facts

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The truth we believe is the truth we read: Web-feeds, Facebook, Twitter, the Beeb. Channelled-veracity, from Sky and Dave, Immunity claimed for low-thought waves. Drivelling truth soaks into our heads, Performing gross acts as we sleep in our beds: Sub-conscious toss of diatribes, Demands unanswered, dream-thrown lies. I can offer you trade of fists, or stats, Neither will convince us, we have all the...


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I am not ill

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

No, I am not ill,
I have a disease.
Give me time.

I am just
working out
the differences.


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Smog

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Have you breathed in today the low smog of lies,
hung above, blinding, The Sun-darkened isles? ...


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God On My Dock

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I was stacking a truck -
of dance-floored audio -
me - twenty-something
at Shepperton Studios .../


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