Archive for ‘James’

July 9, 2017

Dead Horse

by JJ Merryweather

dead horseBetter here to cease than the knackers yard
A wild hearted beast that lived fast and died hard.

Better to have fallen than led away to be rendered
To have died on the hoof than gone lame and surrendered.

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May 14, 2017

London

by JJ Merryweather

LONDONSirens. Busses. Polluted air

Millions of strangers, none of whom care.

 

Hard-faced ladies. Unloving boys

Dirt. Construction. Non-stop noise.

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March 29, 2017

Local Politics

by JJ Merryweather

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You’ve never really had a proper paid job.
Not for you, the nine to five slog.

Some would say your achievements are zero,

But in your own mind you’re a conquering hero.

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February 13, 2017

The Fat Man

by JJ Merryweather

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Not last night, but the night before

A big fat man came knocking on my door.

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February 12, 2017

The Serial Killer

by JJ Merryweather

the-ripperI still remember my very first victim

He lent me a hammer and died when I hit him.

 

The specialist diagnosed me a ‘psychopath’

Sadly she was later found drowned in the bath.

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February 9, 2017

The Beast of Bodmin Moor

by JJ Merryweather

alien-big-cat-2The experts will tell you I just don’t exist

But amongst the locals, sightings persist.

 

A cunning feline, a non-native cat

I live on my wits and I’m primed to attack.

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February 7, 2017

Black Shuck

by JJ Merryweather

-If roaming lost, in thickest fog

Or traipsing through the gloom,

You sense a dark and spectral dog

Tis a portent of your doom!

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February 5, 2017

The Difference Between Me And You

by JJ Merryweather

sam_9390I think there’s been a misunderstanding.

I like rain storms, not brain storms

Real streams, not work streams

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February 4, 2017

LET ME OUT

by JJ Merryweather

The lights are buzzing, they’re really far too brightmoor2

The phones don’t stop ringing…this just isn’t right

 

I’m sipping cool tea from a plastic vending cup

There’s too much to do and I want to give up

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February 1, 2017

The Poppy (Part 2)

by JJ Merryweather

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Dear little poppy, you are growing in the mud, lavishly enriched with my own spilled blood.

Dear little poppy your petals are so red. T’was upon this very spot I was shot in the head.

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January 28, 2017

The Poppy (Part 1)

by JJ Merryweather

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Mud. Blood. Mustard Gas. Firing squad, Deserters.

Shell shock. Corpses. Germans trying to hurt us.

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January 22, 2017

THE RIGHTEOUS

by JJ Merryweather

vampire1THE RIGHTEOUS

STOP. GIVE WAY. NO RIGHT TURN.
GO IN THAT DIRECTION.
OBEY THE LAW. CONFORM. BOW DOWN.
PAY SOME DAMN ATTENTION.

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January 19, 2017

THE POPPY (PART 2)

by Harry



Dear little poppy, you are growing in the mud,

lavishly enriched with my very own blood.

Dear little poppy your petals are so red.

T’was upon this very spot I was shot in the head.

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January 17, 2017

BLACK SHUCK

by Harry

 

 

If roaming lost, in thickest fog
Or traipsing through the gloom,
You sense a dark and spectral dog
Tis a portent of your doom!

Do not venture from the path
For hunting on the moors
Is a hound that’s bigger than a calf
With snapping, slavering jaws!

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January 13, 2017

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND YOU

by Harry

 

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I think there’s been a misunderstanding.

I like rain storms, not brain storms

Real streams, not work streams

Any cloud, but not the cloud

An actual blue sky, not your Blue Sky Thinking

I want to break out of the room, not enter a ‘Break Out Room’

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January 8, 2017

The Poppy (Part 1)

by Harry

 

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Mud. Blood. Mustard Gas. Firing squad, Deserters.
Shell shock. Corpses. Germans trying to hurt us.

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