Blown

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Throw them ever higher into blue skies to become black smoke and blown particles and do not care about age – infirmity or status of anyone – just soaring margins She turned into flight as sooty confetti A working lift? Is this Heaven? She saw London’s sawtooth lower jaw How cold she felt dropping as...


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The Bird Table

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

That waking ear-fill of true birdsong – as if found – was in truth brought on by my flickknife choice – by my cutting at connections to streams and channels full of self-satisfied chattering My re-designed distance from others is freeing me from time’s smother – to clear air and breath – no misty poisons...


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The Decision Makers

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I'm lost - Danny Boy -
in this town of my birth -
I'm being pulled apart
by others' decisions -
by the inflexible rulings
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Social-ism

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It's .. trying to construct
a society around production
for need .. not .. for profit -
.. meeting people's needs ..
I half-quote Tony Benn .../


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Would We Stand at Orgreave?

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Would we dig deep shifts in the coughed guts of this land then take home the spat news our livelihoods have gone? Would we vote – stand – to the voiced-charges they made – that our coal industry – our life – is not there – will not pay? Would we shout and argue now...


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