MIRROR MIRROR

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poem, poetry, power

MIRROR MIRROR

fake news
is the news

behind the mirror
which is
why we
need more
mirror

mirrors mirroring
mirrors and

then nothing can be
mirrored that is not
mirroring itself

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SPEAKING OF CORE TRUTH

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poem, poetry, sexual symbolism

SPEAKING OF CORE TRUTH

slowly work your way
into my centre

use, choose your
own verb if
you like

as you nibble, probe, feel
your way
know

that I’m
not all light, not
all darkness

but hands like yours, with
long, slim elegant fingers

deserve to
find a jewel

and (as the new physics tells us)
hoping to, expecting to strike crystal
at my core

can only mean
you will be so amply, beautifully rewarded

TRUTH LIGHT

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poem, poetry, satire

TRUTH LIGHT
(ON THE BOIL)

It’s all
truth light

no truth
deep

or truth
dark

no truth master brewed
that (more than
just a grain)

rises from the ground to
satisfy richly, green
as John Barleycorn

Oh we
sup our ale, and before
that our mead, longing
for truth that is not
a concoction

need not
be distilled

(though there on the stove
boiling away

Mr Frankie Boyle

strong as a
steam train, his cruel
carefree truth

finding its mark
having
its
wicked way

WHAT WE ARE

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poem, poetry

WHAT WE ARE

we are what we are by conquest
that’s God’s (our God’s) awful truth
the love
hatred we feel
scripted by
history
taught
from birth

Oh, but
too fast you
write, you speak
my friend

the hate
but not
the love

this our
saving
gracious truth

IN TRUTH

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poem, poetry

IN TRUTH

I walked by
the factory that
produces truth

I won’t say
“fabricates”, that
word so loaded

all the while singing
a song I
barely remember

my song a lie
this poem a lie.

TRUTH RUTH

read your
truth in
the tabloid

shocked at
your lack of
depth

that skin deep
is so
very deep
for you

(deeper than
in any tabloid
ever)

IN MEMORIAM

when truth
died
they had a
State funeral

everyone came out to mourn

it would have been
such a moving occasion
had they not

forgotten the name
of the deceased

FUNNY HYPOCRISY

Here’s a
funny thing

funny
as can be

they will never
decriminalize the truth

criminalize
hypocrisy.

PINPRICKS

those suns
are pinpricks

the star ones
massive only when
we sensed distance

and what distance
enough to swallow
all words and thoughts
even, especially
the
crazy true ones

SQUIGGLE-N-SCRAWL

watch the pen
squiggle its way across the paper

there may well
be something if not
Earth-shattering
in that scrawl

at least enough to
put a Cardinal in a
state of despair
as those little
words tear a
hole (not yet
a singularity) through
his cosmology