Making Poetry, Because Causley Did

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I am in the place of making poetry,
as Causley did, a revelation when
greengrocer-ed by school kids,
and then he described the act..


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#CPC17

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Tossers, tossers,
tossers in suits,
groomed to an inch
of their Tory blue roots..


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Endavant

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The same streets which I once took
with Kodachrome and pesetas
are now stolen by cruise line tourists..


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Ms. Gyllenhaal

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Aye, I would ask Maggie Gyllenhaal
to be my bride, with her feisty call..


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The Mass of Men

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The odoriferous sound
of others' discomforts
may force to reduction,
your gnawing intolerance...


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Special Assistant

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Special Assistance at an airport again,
no obvious symptoms above his pain;
minimal tremor, not dyskinetic,
a second class patient, almost pathetic..


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Loss

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

This dopaminergic
cell loss

in the substantia
nigra

of the basal
ganglia...


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Oppugn

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Spent, 
an enured year off
for your partner's slow death,
interrogated by a kid
about the remnants of life..


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St. Catherine’s Sniff

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I do not need to
Travel to California
To be struck by the low reek
From skunks..


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Special Measures

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The text you sent was brief
about that bastard
the man who is paid to stare
in teachers' meetings..


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