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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jun 2016
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(20 minute poetry)
Under London
brain off
auto on
avert eyes
cut ties
In a cocoon
soon be there
soho square
life is rife
in the
West End
under London
this son's protected
eyes directed
at the floor
can't be any more than a bystander
when the seats are full.
Workmen and Women
all swimming downstream
I go with this flow, it's
the glue you get used to
the one that I know
smell it?
I can.
No one high
they all try
to be
inconspicuous
can you see them?
I can.
A swarthy gentleman who
smells of paint
a lady who ain't
what she seems
a tannoy
announcing,
mind the gap
doors closing.
Dreams
a beach so close
I could reach it
daiquiri
dearie?
a
bolt from the blue when
lightning hit you
a meadow
a hedgerow
a time to sit
and watch
the grass grow
but it's time to go
Soho
I walk to the sound of it
in the mood for it
now.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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