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This poem was first published in SpeedPoets Vol. 9.7 (September 2010)
and presented during the Overload Poetry Festival Short Poetry Ticker, September 2010
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Angels, Pleasant in the Liminal Conscious
A hundred angels
danced in a transient haze
while a horse played the harpsichord (John).
The weather was pleasant,
like conversations with your Mum,
which is more than a man can afford.
Did we lie in the liminal,
in crepuscular rays,
till we reconciled the muse.
Did the pages shake the conscious,
& the conscience create nightmares,
and the hangover leave us confused?
Published in SpeedPoets, Vol. 13.6, August 2013
The Bird Within
We all have a bird within us.
Not the cool wings part.
Just a frail heart &
an urge to fly.
Presented during the Overload Poetry Festival Short Poetry Ticker, September 2010
Published in SpeedPoets Vol. 9.7 (September 2010)
