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The Department of Lost Wishes contains over a hundred poems personally selected by the author from his early works. Green are the English pastures Green - the jealousy of lovers Green are the fruit pastels I always offer to others "Distinctly...

    Yesterday was quite ordinary We went through the usual wake up routine Cornflakes, toast and peanut butter, time on the computer, the iPad, washed and dressed, word-search The morning came and went without much conscious thought Johnny set the table for lunch Filled...

  Of course, the Big Bang was silent as sound can't travel through a vacuum In the afterglow molecules formed and vibrations rippled energy waves light years in length A cosmic chord the scream of an infant birth building into a deep rasping...

  Johnny looks good in a hat not self conscious I'm always wondering if I should take a hat off when I go indoors Johnny is definite if he's keeping it on, that's it I'm guessing he's deciding what he wants not what...

  White water whisks up the hint of a rainbow as the pugilist wind pummels our ears Goaded, the waves punch the length of the eastern face and fall back on themselves A confusion of currents contorts the depths spraying the ageing...

This is a tree that knows me I played under its branches as a child Its weathered trunk may well be heavier but these longer limbs can still embrace Its shadow has stretched in the late afternoon Though all around...

  The gentle vice that keeps your head in place Vault doors on the Safe Room The clasp securing the jewels Sonic drawbridges guarding side gates Binary black holes holding a centre of gravity Flood defence against the rising waves Matching comfort cushions Personal Echo Chambers Dual air...

A pale blue dot amid a family portrait This is your home planet you are where you were born to be breathe The world is your living room you are amongst friends your ancestors, your family and over ten thousand saints look down Nobody...

As you climb the podium we applaud there is no grand speech We are the only witnesses if you discount the shrubs and the sky of course This is for fun but motivation is there balance and co-ordination You are the hero you have overcome you...

This Phantom Breath was written between August 2016 and August 2017. The poems in this collection are concerned with love, death, truth and other inconvenient distractions. "The Alan Bennett of poetry" - The Scotsman Order from Flapjack Press Order...