I Said

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Those three words
were declared
too quickly for you
by my slow tongue -
with a cluck of uv
.../


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Commissions

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

He wasn't a signwriter by trade -
These dabblers have other uses
A wartime false commission
to inscribe -
For Officers Only... /


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To Sleep

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Entwinements of sweat
fill this floatation tank -
flooded by drips off sex... /


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Heists

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I share with Sylvia
an early hour-ness
of eyes on cold art ... /


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Again – Another Fall

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Again
it is that time of year
of carcasses picked apart
by visits of daggered beaks... /


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Picking Fruit

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

There must be a word
for that gritty-ish crackling
of a blackberry's uncomfortable
remnant - unground - jammed... /


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Country Lanes

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Mad Max offered me shares
Fifty-fifty in a gentlemens club -
I could
taste their wares - test their tits
was his opening roadside pitch... /


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This Effect of You

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It is now measurable -
this effect of you -
by improved
qualities across my skin... /


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Waking Naked

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Waking without you
stretched and pinned
like a readied canvas
bared and laid to light... /


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Rental

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Hear them - those
too-near rushes
of combustion over tyre-rubbering

there - beyond my fence
I am just fifteen yards
from others' entered destinations
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