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THE TRUTH ABOUT DREAMS

A Poem by Phil Roberts

It's hard to admit itBut I'm afraid we mustThe sweetest dreamsCan turn to dustHowever wonderful the song may beWe need to hear the melodyWhatever beau..

SEXUAL HARASSMENT

A Poem by Phil Roberts

There's a big deal made these daysAbout sexual harassment at workAnd quite rightly soWho needs a heavy breathing half-witSlobbering over them at work?..

THE HIGH SKY

A Poem by Phil Roberts

In the high skyWhere the air is weakAnd full of strangersNothing lives for longOnly gypsy-footed driftersCome here on their wayTo who knows whereAnd t..

S STUTTERING RETURN

A Poem by Phil Roberts

With a tentative smileAnd a hope for friendly memoriesI make another stuttering returnI'd intended to take a few daysTo rest my aching brainI hadn't i..

BEYOND MEMORY

A Poem by Phil Roberts

Beyond the rolling bonesOf memory's mythsAnd the ancient sounds of laughter and tearsSomething mystical existsSomething deeper than marrowThe seeds of..

BILLY BIG BOLLOCK

A Poem by Phil Roberts

I've been to the doctor's todayFor a change (I wish)The problem being, on this occasionA left bollock the size of a busAnd as painful as a nail throug..

JOHNNY IN THE JUNGLE

A Poem by Phil Roberts

Johnny was bored with his life as it wasHe felt as though his fate was decreedBy the likes of Victorian undertakersWith professionally ingrained sympa..

COLD TO THE TOUCH

A Poem by Phil Roberts

Everything seems to becold to the touch.I can't remember if that means something.Maybe it just means everything's cold.Not that it matters all that mu..

HEARTBEATS AND STONES

A Poem by Phil Roberts

In the old part of townThere are still cobbled streetsAnd at one timeThese streets were surroundedBy living working millsMarking the towns heartbeatTw..

THE MEMORY TREE

A Poem by Phil Roberts

I am coldCold and emptyI have emerged from the voidOnce againInto the safety of emptinessAnd the comfort of the coldHiding behind manic mantrasTo ward..