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Face Down. Falklands Four.
Face Down. Falklands Four. I saw him face down in the dirt We turned him over softly Almost covertly. Three small holes All we could see. Sightless eyes Looking at me. Farewell my brother We’ll always love you. We’ll carry you gently And lay you to rest That awful black bag Does you no justice For the times you Laughed and brought Us some freedom. I don’t know why you? Just to make those Ungrateful ...

Another Muddy Hill Falklands Three
A muddy fucking hill. Falklands Three The hill. Just up the hill. Need it. Right flank Cover for centre. Ghurka’s on our Left flank, That’s good They’re good. Then advance Fast and hard Bound. Don’t take A round. Fix bayonets Shit That means close. Please no mines! Please no mines! Rounds buzzing And cracking. Fucking hell Mate. If I cop It. Hope its quick. Me too. Move forward Want to go Backward. Light order. Weapons ...

Suspicion
new, romantic poetry ...

Soon Be There
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The border crossing
movements across countries ...

IN YOUR EYES
I wrote this some number of years ago, and came upon it anew: You could say (no pun intended) 'with fresh eyes'. This was written almost autonomously as far as I remember. I've tweaked it a bit since then! ...

Part 29
It is early. Spring morning. Uncharacteristically warm. Sky unblemished. February shadows. Early season shrubs still stretching from a winter sojourn. Bare chested branches breach my view. Watching. The distant orange glow of candle burns bright against Victorian building bricks. And still just watching. The candle colours ...

Beamo’s Gold part 34
Beamo parlays with a Highster former friend ...

A Death Refracted – Part 5.6
After the Wedding ceremonies have been completed Derry finds herself at Jivraj's house ...

SOVIET HOSPITALITY Part14
Our hosts tonight are Rabfail’s elder brother and his wife. He was wounded in the war and retired. She is beautiful even in old age with steel caps on her teeth. Breakfast included ponchiki (a sort of hot fresh bun) – delicious with butter and honey. The others all went off to fetch water or feed animals but I was lazy and watched television in Russian. I’d made th acquaintance of all the sheep, cows ...

Part 28
It was just a journey. A period in time. Before you started to look much older. A house on a hill. A coastal view. An empty space filled. Days that led to weeks and some months. Late spring into early summer. Darkness progressively fading. There were some bright blue skies and seas. These colours would fill days. Boundaries between morning and night would disappear. A perfect haze. There was significance. It was something significant. There ...

Lonely
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The time lift
1st chapter of my new young adult novel. Feedback very much welcome. The lift of time chapter one ...

The face of God
edited 24th Feb 2021 ...

A Return Journey Part 2
I'll see how this goes before I post part 3 ...