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rob-kingston
Started writing poetry in 2014. My first poem was written as an entry to a local competition. The poem did not win but was requested by United Press UK for publishing.
And of love who raises the questions that the heart has little power to control
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 12:38 PM UTC
Untitled
strange fruits the jug empties with mixed comments
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 12:37 PM UTC
Strange fruit Haiku
talons extended he take a bit of the lake into the sunset
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 7:56 AM UTC
Haiku
They swallow another piece of spiel From a government who likes to deal Not for the sake of humanity Not for the sake of sanity All for their bigoted view So as business sits clearly on a higher pew. A visit to the doctor this day An offer of division on display No direction to an internal source Instead an offer to undermine our health care’s course. How many are blind to this cause A wrenching feeling cause’s pause Not for the sake for changes sake More for the knowing this course is fake Those of ignorant stand Who take the pill of this disband Will hopefully live to see the day When their ill judgement sees their heads in hands of dismay So here we are this devilish deed in swing No cause or desire for sweet birds to sing The sombre day is almost here When for your life's graft you will pay dear No freedom to draw from taxes paid Your last breath lies with the decision you made.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 7:48 AM UTC
Bitter Pill
Perplexed by the lack of emotion This service once the fight of the nation Little thought now that war was won Little thought to who receives the funds One nation is what was told All services were once ours to hold Now the deeds of greedy done The profits to them shall become The needy the poor will rot in the gutter Whilst a city is built like no other Care not for the want or needs The delinquency has sown its seeds No blankets in a harsh winter No shelter for the wars that splinter Gone the door where free could roam Pay your dues again or face the laws at your home Do not whinge nor whine Your lapse behavior sees you fine When its you that seeks their wares You will find a cost too much to bare When your cut or wound lays rotting Reflect your moment of desertion Remember this the choice was yours You chose to watch as they dismantled The Nations Health service and Closed the doors.
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 5:34 AM UTC
Words in the sand
it is the morn of Christmas Eve as the bright star remains up high guiding all to the special one that watches from beyond the sky providing a beacon of hope for all those that choose to believe there in the sight of everyone at tough times and in those moments we grieve hear the chorus of angels as they sing softly his sweet songs for this night will again be a special one in righting all those things that's wrong. Merry Christmas to all my friends, may your world be filled with happiness, may your world be filled with glee may your world be filled with all the simple things that true loving bequeaths.
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
Untitled
I love the movement of the weeping willow tree it's outstretched branches, it's leaves like stretched out lips. I love the way she dances when sat upon a river bank, with all the beauty that rides beneath. I love her cape that whispers sweet nothing's as we sit together beneath her crown, resting, drinking Indian lemon tea whilst the world just rotates around.
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 2:44 AM UTC
Willow
across the bay a glint of orange reflects many passing thoughts
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 2:08 PM UTC
Haiku - Across the bay
A rat!,  Is that a rat i see or was it a cat, a fat cat sat atop a christmas tree. Each year they tell us, it seems they tell us earlier each year . About the goose thats getting fat, the pig thats ready for basting, the time thats almost upon us, when the old and infirm die in their freezing cold flats. it's nearly here the media sounds, promoting, prompting people into debt. The shops scream out,  its time for letters, send them quick, so as to catch old santa's sack.   treating the parents with contempt, knowing full well that they are the cause, for their children's flack No longer the holy belief, no longer a workers relief, they just keep banging away, creating more and more grief. Telling people they need more to store, be it in the loft, the garage or the cellar down beneath. Pray they used to say, pray for peace and harmony, bring the world together, lets stop this greed and misery, stop the greed and misery, buy buy buy, buy up all you can, so those fat pig corporations can get fatter and buy up all the land. (c) Robert Kingston 29.11.15
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
The rat, the cat and little ole me!
eternal love..... no matter what happens together you'll conquer all!
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
10 word