The Collection

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I am almost the same age
as Mr. S.Armitage -
Today I bought
a collection of his work .../


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Freight

By Mike Bell Poetry 2 comments

I favour the space
between words -
my loose trucks
left uncoupled
let to roll into others'
classification yards .../


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Don’t be

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Noli timere were his last
written words - the man's -
pecked on his mobile phone -
not burst from a nib or biro .../


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A Small Expense

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Another plum-voiced politician gabbled
from behind his port-swilled jowls -
Of course the future is great .../


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Lined

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The parallel profiles
of the fifty to sixty linden trees
are bitten-thin by the wind
at this time of year .../


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Fresh Denials

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Today one-in-twenty
British people
hold a shared belief -
for that should they be ../


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Returning to Work

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The dog was away with his eldest
so there was no scurry-to alarm
with her return after midnight .../


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Ratfucker

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It's better to be infamous
than never famous at all -
said the scuttling Ratfucker .../


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I Cannot Laugh Alone

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I cannot laugh - not here
under deeds-squared -
not set right by brick walls
or shared boundary lines .../


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The Orbital Road

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The bastard Surrey countryside
was our dawn-to-dusk playground
of rust-stained ditches - of new paths
set down through welly-trod crops .../


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