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paul sheridan Jun 20
his phone rings
she says why don’t you answer it
he says it hasn’t said
anything yet     ..
I want to hear your voice
above all else, so shout, my
love, shout my love !
paul sheridan Jun 15
is the mousetrap still running
at the theatre, is there a donkey sanctuary
in st pauls
is there still the thames, the thames!
is this then how poetry
goes
paul sheridan May 21
stevie smith was the
greatest poet of her
age, but what’s her
age got to do with it
paul sheridan Jun 14
wanted
to cry
but there’s people looking

worse off
than I
paul sheridan Jun 28
a small bird sings
in the wind in the
trees in the wind
a small bird sings
alas
a loss
unless
undressed
the poor old
chap was loved
I guess
her curls
in swirls
around his chest       ..
the angry knocking
and the insistence
I open the door

couldn’t help wondering
what was behind it
paul sheridan Jun 26
she’s always saying that I live
in the past
well yes, it is the only place I’ve lived
apart from now  ..
sitting in the pub
thinking of my wife at
home half past
four in the afternoon
it’s here
your
underwear
you left
it     ..
sitting at a pavement table
   of a turkish café
  near the gare de l’est

feel myself hunch
  like a dishevelled pigeon
over lunch, the waiter

asks for our order,
     naturally in french
and I ask “parlez vous anglais?”

     he enquires if we’re dutch,
               or quite possibly deutsch    ..
guess it doesn’t matter much
paul sheridan Jun 29
a girl in slacks
a cigarette
agape

a grape
aggrieved
relieved

and yet     ..
been together
for

so long

she says
I’m off   ..
paul sheridan Jun 23
they remained silent
over dinner, the gravy especially was
best not mentioned again
paul sheridan Jun 22
turned up at her door
     with a bottle of gin
  so what is that for ?
oh, it’s just a way in ..
paul sheridan May 17
most people around here
take democracy for
granted they vote for the fascist  ..
people find me cold,
which is also
how they leave me
a sunday roast
washed down with a pint
got back on the coach
and belched.
what more do you want     ..
paul sheridan Jun 24
called the waiter over
for the bill
he said what about coffee
I said thanks
but I don’t even know you     ..
paul sheridan Jun 10
when I was a kid I got a sixpence
a week for
pocket money, plus the beano
every
saturday
and then, suddenly, they
brought in decimalisation
and a sixpence no longer existed,
and I’ve worried about
money
ever since   ..
1971
used to hit the keys
on that old type writer
until it eventually gave in
and said what I wanted
paul sheridan May 25
feel unsteady, seems windier than
it used to be -
don’t know if it’s a climate change thing,
or just me
my sense of balance isn’t what it was
paul sheridan Jun 30
remember when your foot sank in
the mud and you lost your
shoe and I laughed and you never
forgave me? alright, I’m sorry   ..
paul sheridan May 16
let’s do lunch tomorrow
not sure if I can make it
I’m not asking you to cook
paul sheridan Jun 25
I’m going away
for a while he
thought she’d
be ok about it  ..
paul sheridan May 22
rather write detective fiction
than poetry but I wouldn’t
be any good at it, and what’s
the difference? she says
I loved her enough to marry her
paul sheridan May 17
the pub at lunchtime
is quiet, he says,
I’m eating
paul sheridan May 20
ate our sandwiches sitting
on the steps leading up to
the art gallery
it’s a matter of taste, she says
paul sheridan May 22
what’s with this whole twenty
first century internet
thing about having followers,
I mean I feel like a stalker
paul sheridan May 17
this is all knew
I’d find it odd
my dear
your heart is just a pump, love
and if I broke that
you’d be dead, but you’re not      ..
paul sheridan Jun 11
she said I wonder
what you look like
without your glasses

he said I wonder
what you look like
without my glasses    ..
paul sheridan May 24
someone stops the road sweeper
and asks him the way;
he says, like this     ..
I want to read
my book
why are you
looking at me
like that ?
paul sheridan Jun 12
people often say “less”
when they mean “fewer” -
it’s not important, I
guess, it’s just grammar    ..
paul sheridan May 19
can’t see a way out at all
     wherever one looks there’s just wall
    and yes, one solitary gate
      whereby they gather to await
    the old fool
paul sheridan Jun 25
the american poet I most admire
is dorothy parker,
a drinker, a poet, a cynic, a writer
and **** it, I like her!
paul sheridan Jun 17
angrily get out of bed
saying you’ve had enough!
which for me was a first
write poems on beer mats in the pub
they’re not particularly good
but it passes an afternoon
why call murderers butchers,
    when we get our lamb chops
from the butchers, and very nice they are, too
    few, those old shops   ..
paul sheridan Jun 17
went into the second hand bookshop
I said hi, what’s new?
paul sheridan Jun 28
hid a poem in a tree in
the woods
but they cut it down
to just a couple of words
paul sheridan Jun 23
writing a novel
you know what that’s like?
it’s like a story that no one’s
ever written before
yeah, I’m making it up  ..
there is little conversation
over dinner as we’re concentrating
on eating I wonder what we’ll
talk about after      ..
used to think I’d like
to get to know you,
but I don’t, anymore
looking back
on our old haunts
me still    ..
frightfully british but
also roman catholic
ate no meat on a friday
was always fish and chips
as she closed the
door behind her
mind was made up
want to inhale
the very scent of
of the city?
try the back seat
of a taxi     ..
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