Paul Brookes Poems

arc dishes days sextant
moon slips horizon stars way guide
axions torpid brevity searches
so so so please do not look away
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via dolorosa pilgrim amusements
sky high booms crosses and crosses
round and round, churches belling
campanella carapace incensed
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hollow joys backed glass
yellow grass covered board
trees twitch shiver falling fronds
bare black back to basics
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bells ring brazen
dripping echo's on cobbled streets
the Sunday sacrifice performed
bread and wine wine and bread
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music major swells,
filling hall, such sweet sonic rhapsody.

hills and valleys
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Mr Why? Just Why?
says just why don't you use punctuation?

Why? Just Why?
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wind rushed, we rushed across grey mutable Atlantic,
we came to the call from warm bathed shore
to cold shouldered cobbled beaches,
for a better life, sugar promises that melted in the rain.
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Now desiccating winds ill blow
Avid Incessant waves flutter flags on ill winds
Zeitgeist flavours mingle tutti-frutti
Incandescent scream hate flares
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obscurity of littered pages,
adumbration shadow mountains.
chronicles bookcase furrowed,
creases wrinkled shelves deposits.
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Writing a poem of a poem
the poem replied and multiplied
words and words and words
poem wrote itself into a poem
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