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Category Archives: Life & Obervations
Lankan Hill Country
Lankan Hill Country On a mat a peon prays. Bus windows clatter. Almost onomatopoeia. On her lap a child lays. Deep set eyes fearful. Journey to find her son a cure. Dusty, proud a picker’s trade. Plastic sacks contrast. Bright … Continue reading
Posted in 2012, Life & Obervations, People, Poem, Sri Lanka, Travel
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Photo Poem: “On Entering The Woods”
On Entering The Woods On entering the woods, external noise is lessened and daylight settles for that shadowy compromise. On passing under the trees, the body’s genes tighten and senses heighten to recall a wilder past. On leaving behind the … Continue reading
Posted in 2012, by David Bugg, Forest, Life & Obervations, Nature, Poem, Sound
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Unbearable Lightness
Unbearable Lightness He waits… and waits… then like buses 2 arrive oh and a third. The wait is over and the unbearable lightness becomes lighter. By David Bugg (April 2011)
Posted in 2011, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, People, Poem
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Pre-justice
Pre-justice Gold watch, Pink tie, Shoes gleam like owner. You decide, already. A man, imprisoned, guilty without trial. Cell block Y. Categorised. By David Bugg (2012)
Posted in 2012, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, People, Poem
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Futile? Vanity.
Futile? Vanity. Quadriceps burn, like chilli oil injected, and veins pulse. Grey muscles, ache like legs ever pounding psycho marathons but no finish. Just dotted lines, re-written targets, over shoulder, then empty. Only forward makes sense, at least to us, … Continue reading
Posted in 2012, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, People, Poem, Spirituality
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Photo Poem: “What Zedong Said…”
What Zedong Said… Amateurs speak with broken prose, verse scrubbed clean of grime, and lines that end in perfect rhyme. Whilst students tend the teachers’ needs cut-backs bring families to their knees, a young girl’s biro ebbs and bleeds, black … Continue reading
Posted in 2010, Arab Spring, Art, Artists, by David Bugg, Credit Crunch, Culture & Art, Economy, Life & Obervations, Poem, Poetry, Recession, Revolution
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Alike
Alike Brown suede – gold ring – blue jeans, alike, content, it seems, of rust – lichen – of cloud, of city life, it dreams, sleep-walks-on and on through life. By David Bugg (2009)
Posted in 2009, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, People, Poem
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Photo Poem: “Pencil to Paper”
“Pencil to Paper” I put a question first to myself then to the page. Is it even worth writing down? Mindless plagerism, dropping of names, like Billy Collins, as Massive Attack whispered to Sunday pm sounds. Atmospheric beats stifled by … Continue reading
Posted in 2011, Billy Collins, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, Poem, Poetry
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“Das ist mir egal”
Das ist mir egal, dass dies mein Leben ist, weil das was ich nicht habe, hätte ich niemals vermißt. David Bugg (2000) Poor effort on my behalf here as there are some poems of old that I struggle to … Continue reading
Posted in 2000, by David Bugg, Deutsch / German, Life & Obervations, Poem
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Photo Poem: “Busy, busy, might never be’s”
Busy, busy, might never be’s Busy, busy, might never be’s one step after another, cleaning up after the trees. Mow down one ant-hill, to be replaced by another, and dream of being her lonely hearts lover. David Bugg (2000) … Continue reading
Posted in 2000, by David Bugg, Life & Obervations, Poem
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