Tony Noon
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Every Full StopA Poem by Tony NoonI am laying here thinking about the way coffeeforces it’s way through thick stoneinto thin morning air,waiting for the early risers.I am drawn b.. |
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Casting RunesA Poem by Tony NoonA poem about the absurdity of trying to make sense of senseless things. |
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This Is NowA Poem by Tony NoonThere are stale tobacco worldswhere dayworn dreams pilehigh alongside cups, cans andcartons, remembering last night.These are the places where weare n.. |
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AtA Poem by Tony NoonWhat will you say on that dayWhen the fans are all hit,When pigeons come hometo roost in cold structures.What will you say on that dayWhen the chips a.. |
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Every Taken RoadA Poem by Tony NoonIt is very likely hearsay.How headless chickenscan still run around thedetritus of imagined yards.So many of my dog earedfacts are found wantingas day.. |
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The Jupiter PerspectiveA Poem by Tony NoonIf you could see these linesin three dimensionsyou would see the spacebetween thoughts composedin thick air and hung out to dry.You would see my draft.. |
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Rediscovering StereoA Poem by Tony NoonSo much of late has beenabout vital signs.About us celebratingthe weakest pulse.So much of the musichas been heard.Playing crudely across waterit fail.. |
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The Moon Was Shy Again TonightA Poem by Tony NoonThe moon was shy again tonight,hiding behind the tall trees,it willed us to look elsewhereuntil it was prepared to shine.The moon was shy again tonigh.. |
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