Dear Nanny

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Dear Nanny,

You taught me so very much - like
the fact that the plebs are far too rough:

'..Only to be touched during buggery,
and then wear a rubber to avoid disease.' .../


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The Wanted Ad

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Some things are more important than ability.. that line – a would-be band leader penned when pinned in by the curtain-drawn suburbs of – perhaps – outer London – or from behind striped drapes of Oldham? Such calls followed the loss of real music to MTV’s cathode-fixing rays and her pure love of affable looks...


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Stair Well

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I tipped myself into half of an escape
to sit alone on the in-laws' stairs -
tilted there by my uneven troubles
from imbalances set by disconnections .../


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The Last Corner

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

First an eye-crash -
that was the quick blindness
which I slammed into -
it enveloped me under
a tugged-at gallows hood
as I ferried our slumped
kids through their unsettled fears
of the dark -
a risen thing .../


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The Wounded

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I am - I think - also wounded into speech -
by limped-off difficulties - by disconnections
away from my pages - I admit my ply of lines .../


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What My Words Are For

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Die Grenzen meiner Sprache bedeuten die Grenzen meiner Welt Did Wittgenstein mean – ‘The limits of my language mean the limits of my world’ – or – in other translated words – ‘the limits of my language stand for the limits of my world’ – and then later he then stated – ‘the limits of...


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Feathering

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It's not the same pull or heave
as it was in my rowed youth .../


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#HustlePorn

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

You are a part of hustle porn
having once taken the dark oath in a silent swearing-in .../


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The Galway Hooker

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

There's a fishing boat off Galway -
it bears
your maiden name .../


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Students Don’t

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

They don't throw parties
like we did -
no sleepovers in puddles
of puke and-or-piss .../


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