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  • Out of the depths

    Out of the depths

    I used to read the Tales of the Martyrs And wonder at the variety of ends They came to as they held beliefs steadfastly Defiant ’til they dropped down, spent, away. My favourite was ‘pressing’ like olive oil Life seeping out between boards With each weight added inflicting More pressure than one could endure But…

  • Wham bam thank you slam

    Wham bam thank you slam

    Another year, another poetry slam. I went to this two years ago if you remember. We had a great time again, that’s there were a couple of repetitions from the last time we went. While I am impressed with my memory I am less so with the recycling of poems for competition. Me and my…