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BIOGRAPHY
I was born in Caterham, Surrey in 1956 the youngest
UNAFFECTEDShe was beautiful, elegant, gracefulShe held herself with dignity and poiseYet was unaware of her own attractionAt school, boys of her age, for want of herCried themselves to sleep, she was unawareShe turned heads and yet did not noticeThis was not arrogance or even aloofnessShe did not see herself as others didIt h... More..
THE ANONYMOUS ENEMYThere is no black in the union jackThere is no white in the RastafariThere is no brown in the British crownThere is no white in the consciousnessNo ethnic presence in the establishmentNo white voice in the consensusThere's no black power neath big Ben's towerThere's no white vote in modern BritainNo black r... More..
WHAT?What darknessLeads a tortured soulTo break the bondsWhich hold usVoluntarilyWhat illusionSo influencesA mind once so rationalTo plot its ownDestructionWhat delusionThat to escape sorrowConvinces totallyYou reach euphoriaBy self releaseWhat questionAsked of a soulIs so composedThat the answer beSuicide More..
THE FIRST TIMEThe first time I took her handIt trembled faintlyYet noticeablyLike a wild birds fluttering heartIn the hand of its captorThe first time I kissed herHer heart racedAnd when I touched her skinI felt her pounding heartThrough my fingersThe first time we made loveWas the first timeFor us bothAnd in our passionate e... More..
THE KISSI meet her gaze I help her standI hold my breath and kiss her handI see her blush her cheeks red nowI smell her hair and kiss her browIt brings me joy to hear her speakI take her hand and kiss her cheekI feel her skin neath my finger tipsI hold her face and kiss her lipsOur loves true passions now beginI caress her fo... More..
THE STORM FRONTThe gulls screech and screamSwooping above the cliff topWhile white horses ride the waves belowAs the tidal surge is broken to a stopFishing boats appear to danceDriven by weather to the southAnd make slow progress in the swellBobbing towards the yawning harbour mouthAs the weather quickly closes inThe gulls de... More..
PALINDROMEGo deliver a dare, vile dog!Go hang a salami I'm a lasagna hog!God to Hanoi on a hot dogGod saw I was a dog"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nodDo geese see God?Don't nodDogma: I am God More..
WHO IS THEREWho is there?In my darkest hoursWhen pain wracks my bodyWhen dark thoughts plague meWho is it who sustains me?Who is there?At times of anguishWhen I feel so aloneWhen I feel all hope is goneWho lifts me and guides meWho is there?In the depths of my despairWhen I see no endWhen I seek releaseWho is it?Who will take... More..
BENEATH THE WEEPING WILLOW TREE Like the star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet, They come from feuding kin And must hide their love They meet in secret Beside the quiet lake The only sounds, Are of the faintest breeze Disturbing the lofty tree tops And ducks squabbling on the lake But despite the quiet Fearf... More..
I WILL BE AS THE GRANITE ROCKI will be as the granite rockIn your times of sorrowI will be the joy in all your yesterdaysAnd again in your tomorrowsI will love you foreverUntil the poets run out of rhymeOr the sun no longer shinesI will love you till the end of time More..
Paul Curtis
Woking, Surrey GB
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