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wanted to write something upon
westminster bridge
but since wordsworth had already scuppered me
completely
I went back to the pub    ..
looking at st paul’s from
across the river I see
someone looking back   ..
always been timid
or not here I come!
1d · 35
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my legs ache
it’s a
bit like heartache
although rather harder to
stand
she said it
was over between them
he said who?
but if nigel farage is a
national treasure I
think we should bury him
1d · 35
football
losing again went
to the pub they said sorry
we’re just closing he

said oh I’m the one
they always let in, in the
last minute or so
young men fail to
notice the old bloke in the café
reading his paper
too busy with their phones
you can’t hide behind them
he says
met my wife at work
said you forgot your sandwiches  ..
tattoos are like putting
ink on a  j m w turner
no one’s a blank canvas
3d · 26
over lunch
in the pub, reading
someone says why would you read in
the pub
it beats talking
rushed to the late night shop
but too late
it was shut
3d · 16
clever git
asked the bloke in the
market
where his apples were from
he said trees
said I just wanted to
know if they’re local
he said
they’re trees, mate
they tend
not to travel
apparently the geese in russia
are bigger than the pyramids in egypt
now that’s proper gander
old woman holding up the queue
as she fumbles for her purse
was once more beautiful than you
and far more fitting for a verse
been together
for

so long

she says
I’m off   ..
accepting that I drink too much
is one thing,
but how about another?
your heart is just a pump, love
and if I broke that
you’d be dead, but you’re not      ..
5d · 19
ennui ..
write poems on beer mats in the pub
they’re not particularly good
but it passes an afternoon
5d · 39
whatever ..
could tell you were disappointed,
but then,
you tell it so much better   ..
used to hit the keys
on that old type writer
until it eventually gave in
and said what I wanted
it’s here
your
underwear
you left
it     ..
I want to hear your voice
above all else, so shout, my
love, shout my love !
7d · 25
london tube
you get that little puff
of air
as the tube train doors
open

it’s no wonder they
gasp
those ghosts who drag open
the doors
watching you pull up
your tights as I
lie beneath the quilt in the half
light of the morning
Jul 5
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think you have right
on your side, try spending time with
a few of the
wrong people entirely, darling      ..
Jul 4 · 48
and what am I doing
sitting in the pub
thinking of my wife at
home half past
four in the afternoon
Jul 4 · 75
strangers on a bus
writing a poem on the bus
and the elderly woman sitting next to me
says oh, is it about us
got you a lettuce
hope you like it
it’s as crisp and green
as an apple   ..
Jul 4 · 31
not hooked
caught a fish in the pond
although it later transpired
it had every right to be there
Jul 4 · 39
night out
got a kebab on the way home
could tell it was on the way home
it looked knackered
Jul 4 · 39
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not having felt great for
ages one somewhat ..
Jul 4 · 215
you never know
threw it aside
thinking of course
a poem is never

as good as
it might have been,
though    ..
Jul 4 · 24
thanks, mate
watched an old bloke on the train
struggle to open a packet
of sandwiches and offered him a hand
which he gratefully ate
Jul 3 · 15
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apparently thought
is out of fashion is all
about how you feel
life can end
in a second, love
I’m just writing
a poem
Jul 2 · 8
night night
city at night is like myself
as a child
afraid to turn off
the lights
Jul 2 · 50
not up to you ..
she said
you must hate me
I said
you can’t make me      ..
Jul 2 · 63
hackney
want to inhale
the very scent of
of the city?
try the back seat
of a taxi     ..
Jul 1 · 34
polite ..
there’s a few of us
going out tonight
if you’re interested

of course I am you
must tell me all about it
in the morning     ..
Jul 1 · 20
disappointment
I want to read
my book
why are you
looking at me
like that ?
Jul 1 · 28
note to self
try writing about something
other than yourself
who actually cares?
Jun 30 · 38
but it was funny
paul sheridan Jun 30
remember when your foot sank in
the mud and you lost your
shoe and I laughed and you never
forgave me? alright, I’m sorry   ..
Jun 30 · 56
sighs ..
paul sheridan Jun 30
told as a boy if you cut a worm in half
half of it survives
but we’re not worms
boys just put down your knives
Jun 29 · 30
a photo, circa 1967
paul sheridan Jun 29
a girl in slacks
a cigarette
agape

a grape
aggrieved
relieved

and yet     ..
Jun 29 · 42
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paul sheridan Jun 29
can’t sleep
and so I write

doubly cursed
am I at night
Jun 29 · 49
looking back
paul sheridan Jun 29
we are
not what
we were
we ever?
paul sheridan Jun 29
he bought
her a ring

but she
didn’t
paul sheridan Jun 29
things seldom
occur the way
one expects too much,
of course
Jun 29 · 53
night, a vignette
paul sheridan Jun 29
the upstairs window
looks out across the city
a figure peers back    ..
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