A Ghost In My Time

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I rose up to shoot a ghost the bullet of my intention passed through … in the distance a flower opened gifted in full view the ghost, untroubled, turned to look at me a cusping link of solidarity while the distant flower snapped its own stem and floated into the ghost’s open hand he hovered silently towards my time offering …

Sailing Boat

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My garage has this sailing boat unused been sitting there for seven years or more “I have no time” remains my lame excuse and critics tell me I can simply choose then do it right away, not ask “what for?” my garage has this sailing boat unused and we are kept for ever half-amused how things we like to do …

Paralleled in Common

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Should you be wondering where I am I live in a parallel universe, and what we have in common is that you do too. How can our paths meet at all? It’s a matter of corrected perception … we converge in the distance but that point of meeting in the future can be brought forward to the present moment now …

Born…

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We are born into slavery that much is clear to me but at the same time, amazingly we are also born free.   © Joshua Bond 2017

A Memory Brought Up To Date

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  After the storms had passed the Rag n’ Bone man came down our street searching for discarded secrets put out from behind closed doors, boxed neat … Some vocations are attempted absolutions of humanity’s fault-lines like scraping dead pets off hot tarmac or picking litter from distraught beaches … This is the work of poets practicing on the edge …

An Attempted Cover-Up

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  I spread my envy thinly like scraped marmite on midnight toast hoping to disguise its presence – naturally I fail, and it oozes out dropping at the feet of vastly superior poets … Dickinson, Plath, Oliver, Hirschfield, Fulton, Anon and that’s just the women The kettle boils. I grab it tightly pour scalding water roughly into the teapot splashing …

The Wednesday Poem

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  My life is driven by the desire to jump from ever higher ledges and land even softer – one day I will jump from the moon and not even disturb the sand On occasional Wednesdays I speak my offering into an incense-burner … the curly wisps of scented smoke travel out my study window and head east for there …

Raindrops and Shadows

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When raindrops hit the earth their shadows split into a thousand pieces spreading the message “all is well” but people don’t trust shadows and target the smaller ones as irrelevant nuisances, the larger ones to be killed off. The raindrops water the ground and wonder why their twins are distrusted – so coming in greater amounts they flood the earth. …

Comforting Inevitability

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The sun rose beyond its normal horizon – from this point onwards were all things changed a journey forward was now in the upper house since the missing truth had merely been mislaid a sense of new order emerged with increasing frequency and patterns of deliberation gave way to a singular path the new base-line pointed to a tropic of …

Even Pawns

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And this is what we said when the inner world felt all stifled, dead “let’s breathe some truth and get fresh air whilst stuck inside is all despair” you rise up and walk, pacing slow and begging the silence to talk recall some past and ancient day when forbidden to have your say you stood tight-lipped biting your tongue whilst …