Tag Archives: Poetry

Autobiography – A Dream

A dream as fodder for midlife musings: What would the teen me say were he to see  me now? Writing reactionary, nay,  fascist, poetry and imbibing the  best poets of the last Century.                 … Continue reading

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There Are Worse Things to be Called

There are worse things to be called than to be called a racist: Coward and Poltroon Degenerate, Deserter A follower…in a self-righteous cocoon   There are worse things to be called Than to be called a racist: One not knowing … Continue reading

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Adventures in Diversity: Mugging No. 2

(a poem what I wrote)

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A Poem what I wrote this morning

I’ve been following a blog called The Write Practice for a couple of weeks now, which gives topics that are intended to prompt one to write for a set period of time (usually 15 minutes or so.) I decided I … Continue reading

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