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Semi tone

The sepia bone

Is still at last

The epigraph

Chromatic in mask

Sails for home

Sails for home

Beside the wholesome weather

Held together by clouds

And thunderous winds

The epitaph

Negative to task

Sails for home

Sails for home

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Gone fishing

Constructs

Everyone makes them

Tear ducts

Dried now and forever always

First

Thump before forsaken

Struggled hugs

Unknowing, awakened

It's what you want, or so you say

But what I want to know

Is how do you know

What you want, just how long is your list

If it's not broken

Then don't fix it

But; what if it is

Broken

Even now you smile

How deep must be your memory

Or in sleep

How easily you forgive

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Always more

Never

Is ever enough

Forever

Still needs some stuff

Archimedes

Pythagoras

Blunt and Blair

Does it matter

What they wear

Or even

If they care

Water

Into wine

Frosted pines

To share

Clever

Is never enough

Whenever

You call my bluff

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Constructive criticism

Take it on the chin

But at least

Let them know

That you did it on purpose

OK your literary history

Is thin

The holler, the din

The scholar under your skin

F words saying luck

The fall of all frustration

Your station

Stick to it, don't duck

You blew it

Would you just not listen

But there again you loved the game

And the joy of its playing

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What was to become

I was thirteen I now realise

Forty one years ago

And forty one was the number of my house

Those thirteen years to go

You, you marched on London

Or flew in from the states, via Donegal

Read your poetry from the lectern

In that domed roof, circular celebratory hall

In Bradford of all places

Handing out fallen (or stolen) leaves

Without a hint of Maharaja or Punjab

Or Afghanistan; or even God bless them all

Is it then; for better, or worse

To have travelled to have fought the few

Is it then; for richer, or poor

To have liberated to have brought the new

I was thirteen, forty one years ago

I forget your answers

But I see your hand, undeniably white

In the dark light of the flickering leaf

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