Bus-olitics

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Tories on Twitter
are all in the shit
now split assunder
over #Brexit ..


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Cut

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Here the grass cuttings rise
against the graveyard wall

that sloped mound
which will cover us all..


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I Heard the News Today

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Woke to the news, quite the same: #Iran, #abuse, #Brexit again. None of it changes day-to-day, even the weather is the same. 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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Brex-git

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Just bought
a coffee
off a #Brexit git...


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The Lodger

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

He lay flat on his back,
jacket off, the worn soles
of his buffed brogues
almost rudely exposed..


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Mass Observation

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I wake late, again,
seven-forty AM:

I learn a new word
(of the day):
'Imprimatur..'


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Rees-Mogg, Again

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Good grief we're
in a national state
about #Brexit
& the #NHS..


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Reunited

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

This is Twitter, it doesn’t do love, 140 characters is not enough: I’m going back to Friends Reunited – to hear more from folk I’ve always hated.   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...


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I am the man

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I sit empty,
drained,
syphoned off,

weighted,
strapped,
I have
had enough.


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Cable St.

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Cable Street,
October '36,
dignity remained
for those that stood..


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