And so on...

These are the first poems I wrote in my first couple of days on ABCtales. In all the excitement of posting material on the site I rattled out a whole load of thoughtless scribblings. These are the ones that survived the great poetry purge that followed...

The Sun is dead

The Sun dies lonely In its cold seat in the sky

Before you weren't

I know that when silence makes your bed And the person I love is torn from your corpse You shall be assured of this: I think I knew you before you weren't.

I do recall

I do recall those shopping malls, Our poster covered Artex walls, The 20 minute landline calls, The heady heights and deathly falls.

Schneider's First Rank

I turn my ears to newer voices, I learn the ways of worried men,