Platform

She said it was like a fly's eye, the concourse roof

I had the risotto

Served with the pasta, bean, and minestrone soup

We are mostly aloof

Waiting for our northbound train

Will I see you tonight repeats over the tannoy

Could the next tune be a classical refrain

She spooked me with her spoof

Of someone who had lost their mind

Only to find her sat back to back behind

Me, making signs

Of childish amusement

I bought the book on sadness

A treatise on the latest developments

In the psychology of loss and bereavement

As with Tagore I read of civilisations

That continue to dance with their dead

Immersed in the understanding

The self-aggrandisement of life

How grandiose is the spirit

The spirit and the life

Kate had cabbage

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Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Couples

The swagger of her backside
A desperate need to move on
No time to reflect or meditate
On the artists transitory life

They turn together, smiling
Perhaps they met at Cambridge
One leads, one follows; one is as
Dominant, as one is submissive



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Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Wellcome

Slim youth, in new blue jeans

He seems too well preserved

For the self portrait of death

I observe his Abercrombie and

Fitch innocent white T shirt as

He flirts with the idea of ageism

The page is turned by artists

Older and younger than the

Mustachioed man in suits

Whose fruitful collection is

Today's hope of redirection 

For youths in denim jeans

Who it seems are fascinated

By the distant dirge of death

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Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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09:08

Day tripping

Slipping back the sheets

Of weekend magazines

The neat skirts of writers

Flirting with their past

Lasting impressions

Of careers that crashed

Petite tales, on rails

Of steel and wonder

Under the disguise of

Surprises sprung

Bags slung on the racks

As we hurry down the tracks

Back to back conversations, with

Bathing beauties, in crimplene slacks

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Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Floatation

Was it me who loved your sea

Was it you who fell for my open moor

Was it we who gave our children

Oceans and mountains

Beside the streams, while climbing trees

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Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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