The Neighbours

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It was the caller ID
which daunted
for a moment
a selfish part of me ...


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Sunday Service

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I keep waking to the space
where contact has moved
to an impossible flight ...


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Beer in Lewes

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The Gardener's Arms
smells of bonfire
of Cliffe boys and beer ...


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Tea at Charleston

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

A heavy shower traps me
it bolts me inside the car
under the fry of rain on roof ...


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Beer in Alfriston

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

A pint of IPA
almost Fenian
but still welcomed
by this Englishman ...


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Coffee in Brighton

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

First the shuffled shopper's fanfare
that rasp of chair feet on pavement
and then finding a place for my phone
whilst not spilling my lip-high coffee ...


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A Place to Sit

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

His round carver's mallet
rung out vibrations
and workbench chimes
as he forced his chisel
into the oak ...


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Skin

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

This skin on my foot
is turning to scales
like that creeping carapace
across Fiona Malyan's
grandfather ...


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Ghosts

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

They say that there is a ghost
in every old house

That frigorific forms will rise
to meet with warm blood
and damp bones ...


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The Secret

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

There are a thousand secrets
which cannot now be told

withheld in run-down hearts
and haunting tenebrous souls ...


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