Phil Roberts
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SOMETHING WILDA Poem by Phil RobertsWhen I was still young and freshA million years agoI walked on edgesAlways on the edge of somethingSomething wildBright lights and long nightsLots of .. |
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SONG OF DEEP UNEASEA Poem by Phil RobertsEmpty-streeted footsteps acheA lonely echo from behindItching suspicious notionsFinger nails and splintersScreeching cracked sopranosNot quite, not qu.. |
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STATE OF GRACEA Poem by Phil RobertsAll of the shining mad onesWith their heresies of realityAnd other visions and other voicesAre not diminishedBy the multitude of choicesThat is their .. |
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DOING THE DYING THINGA Poem by Phil RobertsCoughing like a cold startWheezing like a bagSpitting through the back doorHave another fagDoing the dying thingFilling up an ash-trayFeeding a fat fa.. |
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FROM FATHER TO SON AND ONA Poem by Phil RobertsNothing drasticNothing pureNoble stainsDistinct liquid drinkingSlipping and seepingComing calm in the worldKnowing nothingCalling into airSurvivingDis.. |
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RUMOURSA Poem by Phil RobertsA small silver moonGlimpses and flickers through the swaying treetopsShadows take me to one sideAnd whisper rumours in my earThorns rip the skinAnd dr.. |
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NOTHINGA Poem by Phil RobertsI do nothing about the sunriseIt just happensLike moments and daysOn and onThere is a rhythm if not a themeI do nothing about the themeI did nothing t.. |
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HEAVY WEATHER ON THE FAMILY ESTATEA Poem by Phil RobertsShiny bricks and skeins of yellow grassBarely perceptible coloursHung with liquid hazeDog s**t and thunderHeavy close and thickMiasmaClings to sweatRu.. |
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COME TO THE PARTY (Politics)A Poem by Phil RobertsDripping with gory sarcasmThe sharpest tongue cuts a dashThe house speciality is crueltyNaturallyAnd so, gathered revellersTo the evening's main cours.. |
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LOVE NEEDSA Poem by Phil RobertsShe cries tears of mother's ruin"Look at me!It's been so hardAll of my lifeAnd I've had to fightFor my own patch of lightStill, no-one ever looks at m.. |
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