London Sweats

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

A fan-cooled idle chauffeur
slumps
in his employer's slick black
double-parked Mercedes .../


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Serpentine Paths

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Today wary Canadian geese
avoid paddling screams
from lido blue rowing boats

finding cooler shade ashore
and rich landed pickings
among flat pressed patches .../


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Temperature At Thirty Three

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Our shaded half hides me from heat Year in and out we seek a shelter My solution is to meet curtains right before sunrise and shut out each degree increment of hate and stupor in this house whilst others fling and swing – by hinges – openings to let warm winds in which is one...


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A Common Spotted Orchid

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It is a highly successful
coloniser of wasteland
and not at all in danger

Both my Google Lens
and a quickie Wikipedia
yielded to your knowledge .../


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Looking Glass

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Mistaking a neighbour’s two-stroke strimmer for another trapped bee – one more season’s reck – it too duped this side of fingered glass panes – just another easy summertime error I lifted a cold blackbird – paw-rolled after impact with that same window – taking it from our path to place its fragile body under...


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Summer Solstice

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I can guarantee
that at three-AM
on our longest day .../


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This Brexit Summer

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Every upstairs window
was wide open
as if an exorcism
had violently willed
the throwing
of panes and drapes .../


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Dry

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The curled grey hairs on my chest
are wrapped in a heavy gown
and hidden along with my old sags .../


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Early Rising

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I let the cool air in over the parquet floor -
my temporary mistress for these few hours
before the sun fucks her rude heat
back into our brick and glass box .../


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Bank Holiday

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The curtain moves as if asleep
those slight adjustments

but set by breeze
which is laced with the heat .../


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