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My Generation (The Rock’n’Roll Poem: Part 1)
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
In a world where all half truths Are more dangerous than none Taking sides does of necessity Place yourself outside the truth Of things th..
The Immaculate Concept
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
The destructive power of beauty takes it toll An’ hell’s what happens if you lose control Of all the tender things crea..
Sleazy Bunch
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
The dealings done surreptitiously Far from prying eyes or scrutiny Money changes hands inconspicuously Ambition triumphs over int..
The Air Guitarister
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
Eatyour Beefingheartout FranklyZappa Thisairguitarist hasyournumbereding Sixanseven inmyveryown hothundrededing Lessthanyourworth ansomuc..
Sonnet
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
Strings may measure things of the heart Jangling chords of emotive rhythm Encased in flesh of solid sounding art Beating ..
The Plagiarist
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
The small gods of mediocrity worship me In glimmering shades of opaque vanity And a quantity of quietly suspended sanity For believin..
The Mathematics of Power
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
A world can be so wonderfully inarticulate Expressing as it does each jealousy In a blizzard of minimalist vernacular Pursuing the obvious common d..
The Unvalentine
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
Writing a sonnet with flowers writ above Or casting your dreams in colour below Then sending them to someone you love Dispatching those thoughts th..
Out of Dreams
A Poem by
Duncan Brown
Our sweetest gifts are seldom on time Interrupted by the tambourine of song Thus it is that they arrive with rhyme Out of drea..
Knockin’ on Hibbing’s Door
A Story by
Duncan Brown
“Hi! Welcome to Paradise. Nice shades, love the blue suede soles, shame about the tailoring. By the way, I’m God, The Big Enchil..
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