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		<title>Twin Souls</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/twin-souls/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:56:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Tracey Day]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Souls]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Twin]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=57</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[by Tracey Day

She was carried away by the ebb &#38; flow
of an indigo ocean deep
to a promised place she would find
where rainbow colours never end
And two doves entwined
in love, their wings
did capture his soul in flight
&#38; led his aching heart, it seemed
to this mystical silent night
A Rapture they experienced there
beyond their finest dreams
their souls together [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>by Tracey Day</strong><br />
</em></p>
<p>She was carried away by the ebb &amp; flow<br />
of an indigo ocean deep<br />
to a promised place she would find<br />
where rainbow colours never end<br />
And two doves entwined<br />
in love, their wings<br />
did capture his soul in flight<br />
&amp; led his aching heart, it seemed<br />
to this mystical silent night</p>
<p>A Rapture they experienced there<br />
beyond their finest dreams<br />
their souls together embraced this bliss<br />
as they became the Great Unseen</p>
<p>Then Destiny appeared in all her splendor<br />
to make known this special place<br />
would always be their treasure found<br />
within a moments breath<br />
be forever bound<br />
unto this perfect gift of Grace</p>
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		<title>HAIKU</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/haiku/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:56:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Jeff Harvey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[haiku]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=55</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[by Jeff Harvey

What&#8217;s a syllable?
I think I need to know that,
To write one of these.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>by Jeff Harvey</strong><br />
</em><br />
What&#8217;s a syllable?<br />
I think I need to know that,<br />
To write one of these.</p>
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		<title>Poem About A Man Who&#8217;s Girlfriend Wanted Him To Get A &#8220;Normal&#8221; Job</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/poem-about-a-man-whos-girlfriend-wanted-him-to-get-a-normal-job/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:56:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Nick St.Clare]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[a]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[about]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[get]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[girlfriend]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[him]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[job]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[man]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[normal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[to]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[wanted]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[who]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=52</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[by Nick St.Clare

YOU&#8217;RE RETARDED!
SAID THE LEMMING TO HER MATE;
WHO WAS WONDERING,
&#8220;AM I LOST, TO HESITATE;
BEFORE EMBARKING ON A PATH
WHICH MUST LEAD MY SOUL
TO THE ADULT
- ERATED
STATE
- OF MIND?&#8221;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>by Nick St.Clare</strong><br />
</em><br />
YOU&#8217;RE RETARDED!<br />
SAID THE LEMMING TO HER MATE;</p>
<p>WHO WAS WONDERING,<br />
&#8220;AM I LOST, TO HESITATE;</p>
<p>BEFORE EMBARKING ON A PATH<br />
WHICH MUST LEAD MY SOUL<br />
TO THE ADULT</p>
<p>- ERATED</p>
<p>STATE</p>
<p>- OF MIND?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>&#8220;Poem&#8221;</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/poem/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:56:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Nick St.Clare]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=49</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Nick St.Clare

THE ANSWER TO OUR PROBLEMS IS NOT
IN COLOUR, CREED, OR GENDER;
IT&#8217;S ALL INSIDE OUR MINDS,
AND IN WHAT OUR THOUGHTS ENGENDER&#8230;
IF WE THINK WE CAN,
THEN, PERHAPS WE MAY,
GET OUR THOUGHTS PUT ON THE TABLE,
BUT, IF WE THINK WE CAN&#8217;T,
THEN FOR SURE WE WON&#8217;T,
AND KNOW THAT BY THAT THOUGHT WE ARE DISABLE
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Nick St.Clare</strong><br />
</em><br />
THE ANSWER TO OUR PROBLEMS IS NOT<br />
IN COLOUR, CREED, OR GENDER;</p>
<p>IT&#8217;S ALL INSIDE OUR MINDS,<br />
AND IN WHAT OUR THOUGHTS ENGENDER&#8230;</p>
<p>IF WE THINK WE CAN,<br />
THEN, PERHAPS WE MAY,<br />
GET OUR THOUGHTS PUT ON THE TABLE,</p>
<p>BUT, IF WE THINK WE CAN&#8217;T,<br />
THEN FOR SURE WE WON&#8217;T,<br />
AND KNOW THAT BY THAT THOUGHT WE ARE DISABLE</p>
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		<title>THIS HOUSE POSSESSED</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/this-house-possessed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:55:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Lanaia Lee]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[house]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[possessed]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[this]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=47</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Lanaia Lee

Living alone I sometimes feel uneasy
About unusual things I hear and see
Sometimes so afraid I feel queasy
Especially the things I witness and see.
This old weather beaten wood frame house
Holds all kind of emotions within it&#8217;s walls
Sometimes in this place I feel as timid as a mouse
I even hear voices sometimes call.
Cold and damp [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Lanaia Lee</strong><br />
</em><br />
Living alone I sometimes feel uneasy<br />
About unusual things I hear and see<br />
Sometimes so afraid I feel queasy<br />
Especially the things I witness and see.</p>
<p>This old weather beaten wood frame house<br />
Holds all kind of emotions within it&#8217;s walls<br />
Sometimes in this place I feel as timid as a mouse<br />
I even hear voices sometimes call.</p>
<p>Cold and damp the stagnate air feels<br />
As I am witness to unspeakable things<br />
It&#8217;s as if this old house posses a will<br />
To hold on to evil diabolical things.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s like all the energy to be generated here is bad<br />
I feel the evil as it tries to consume my very soul<br />
This ghastly place will eventually drive me mad<br />
Seeming this the house&#8217;s primary goal.</p>
<p>Some way some how I have to leave this place<br />
Before its goal is achieved<br />
For me to see insanity&#8217;s face<br />
I must get away and leave.</p>
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		<title>Her Purgatory</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/her-purgatory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:55:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Lanaia Lee]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[her]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[purgatory]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=45</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Lanaia Lee

She instinctively walks the fields
Going back to the place they first met
Her current situation was not willed
Walking through death&#8217;s infinite net.
Unhappily she mourns her loss
Of a love that was so steady and strong
She is amazed she had to pay such a high cost
Amazed at how tightly she clings.
To a life to which she [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Lanaia Lee</strong><br />
</em><br />
She instinctively walks the fields<br />
Going back to the place they first met<br />
Her current situation was not willed<br />
Walking through death&#8217;s infinite net.</p>
<p>Unhappily she mourns her loss<br />
Of a love that was so steady and strong<br />
She is amazed she had to pay such a high cost<br />
Amazed at how tightly she clings.</p>
<p>To a life to which she can never return<br />
But all the love she felt there<br />
Never to go back this much she has learned<br />
Sometimes it seems almost impossible for her to bear.</p>
<p>When you pass no pain are you supposed to feel<br />
But eternal love will always survive<br />
But she can&#8217;t climb over death&#8217;s immense hill<br />
How much she wishes she was still alive.</p>
<p>Longing and wishing for something she can no longer possess<br />
Wondering if being without you is her hell<br />
Always pursuing the same unending quest<br />
Day after day without you in death&#8217;s unending veil.</p>
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		<title>The Inheritance</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/the-inheritance/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:55:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Lanaia Lee]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[inheritance]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[the]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=43</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Lanaia Lee

I remember the doom and gloom as it seemed to surround the old house
An uncle I hardly knew I remember from childhood
Hardly knowing you, I guess I should feel like a louse
Calling me to your death bed out of respect I come si should.
You said you had something for me you needed to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Lanaia Lee</strong><br />
</em><br />
I remember the doom and gloom as it seemed to surround the old house<br />
An uncle I hardly knew I remember from childhood<br />
Hardly knowing you, I guess I should feel like a louse<br />
Calling me to your death bed out of respect I come si should.</p>
<p>You said you had something for me you needed to pass on<br />
For the only surveying family member, me<br />
I feel strange gazing down on the man I hardly knew<br />
Looking up at me you gasp &#8220;One are we&#8221;</p>
<p>After he grabbed my hand our touching skin<br />
Feeling like a thousand volts going into my body<br />
I feel the evil going into my body from hell&#8217;s rim<br />
This thing being passed to me is ungodly.</p>
<p>You passed me the power of demons<br />
It&#8217;s like I can see them dancing around me<br />
Are you a warlock, possibly Lucifer&#8217;s son?<br />
With the power you give me a witch I guess I shall be.</p>
<p>A life of inflicting pain and harm to others<br />
This is the legacy you have given me<br />
It&#8217;s as if you had been Lucifer&#8217;s brother<br />
A bride of the devil I shall now be.</p>
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		<title>The Soothsayer</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/the-soothsayer/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:55:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Lanaia Lee]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[soothsayer]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[the]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=41</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Lanaia Lee

In these days and times careful I have to be
Not to show any emotion in what I see
Stirring my cauldron at night so others can not see
How this evil lustful world turns out to be.
A reputable man I am so some people won&#8217;t believe
At night from the cauldron the future opens to me
Seeing [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>By Lanaia Lee</em><br />
</strong><br />
In these days and times careful I have to be<br />
Not to show any emotion in what I see<br />
Stirring my cauldron at night so others can not see<br />
How this evil lustful world turns out to be.</p>
<p>A reputable man I am so some people won&#8217;t believe<br />
At night from the cauldron the future opens to me<br />
Seeing the future the evil man will unleash<br />
Like the antichrists, there were three.</p>
<p>The things I could testify to<br />
I must write of what I see in coltranes<br />
Understanding this there would be very few<br />
Most people would think I&#8217;m insane.</p>
<p>Hoping what I see is not carved in stone<br />
Wishing mankind to change their ways not seeing what I see<br />
Seeing all these things I pretty much stay alone<br />
Hoping my visions are not meant to be.</p>
<p>I must tell the world and let them know<br />
The fate of mankind can be changed like the wind that gusts<br />
Hoping man doesn&#8217;t have to reap what he sews<br />
Say I Michel de Nostrdamus.</p>
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		<title>? Re-Tort !</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/re-tort/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:54:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Nick St.Clare]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[retort]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/?p=39</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[By Nick St.Clare

Friends, humans, countryfolk,
Lend us your ears;
We come to change our Government,
Not to praise it;
To disempower the shirking element
Who on their backsides sit,
While gathering our taxes
Who say they&#8217;re doing their bit.
Our Environment was heaven-sent,
Did you see where it went?
It must be bent, It must be negligent
On the part of the Government
To authorise so much [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Nick St.Clare</strong><br />
</em><br />
Friends, humans, countryfolk,<br />
Lend us your ears;<br />
We come to change our Government,<br />
Not to praise it;<br />
To disempower the shirking element<br />
Who on their backsides sit,<br />
While gathering our taxes<br />
Who say they&#8217;re doing their bit.<br />
Our Environment was heaven-sent,<br />
Did you see where it went?<br />
It must be bent, It must be negligent<br />
On the part of the Government<br />
To authorise so much harm<br />
To this world which has such charm!<br />
So while the Government continues<br />
To fail to provide the resources we need<br />
To prevent this suicide,<br />
We&#8217;ll pay no more tax-revenue<br />
To continue down this avenue<br />
Of destruction and disaster<br />
They&#8217;re our servants,<br />
We&#8217;re their masters!<br />
It&#8217;s illegal to pay a servant<br />
To commit a negligent act.<br />
The Government are civil servants;<br />
We, their masters pay them<br />
That&#8217;s where it&#8217;s at!<br />
So it&#8217;s illegal to pay a tax<br />
To this Government that&#8217;s lax<br />
In it&#8217;s duty of care<br />
For the Environment we all must share!<br />
Because the common-law says<br />
You must be careful in your ways<br />
Not to injure your neighbour:<br />
A clean Environment we need<br />
To sow our daily seed,<br />
And a World without health<br />
Is a World without wealth!<br />
You Law Lords in our House of Lords<br />
Must force negligent companies<br />
To cease their pollution immediately<br />
And to use the confiscated property<br />
For the benefit of our Ecology!<br />
Yes, the collectors of tax<br />
Have been getting very lax<br />
Upon the peoples&#8217; backs,<br />
Can you see the cracks<br />
In the makeup!<br />
If this country went to war<br />
Of resources we&#8217;d want no more,<br />
Yet the sickness from pollution<br />
Needs a grand solution,<br />
Resources at least as great<br />
To save us from this fate!<br />
So we will pay no more tax<br />
Until the Government acts<br />
To facilitate the Nation&#8217;s<br />
Environment salvation<br />
Only true respect for Creation<br />
Will save us from damnation!<br />
So now that we may use<br />
The resources we need to choose<br />
To redress the balance between<br />
The order and the Chaos that we&#8217;ve seen-</p>
<p>Before Earth&#8217;s Spirit&#8217;s all burned,<br />
Her gifts gratuitously spurned<br />
We&#8217;ll take the lessons we have learned<br />
And create the World for which we&#8217;ve yearned.<br />
If you can call yourself a blade,<br />
Then live for Mother Nature&#8217;s glade;<br />
Trees infused with Sunlight-<br />
Useless fears from peers take flight!</p>
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		<title>UFOs Only Take The Insane</title>
		<link>http://blogs.charlieproductions.co.uk/poetrypage/2010/03/ufos-only-take-the-insane/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:54:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bingo</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Mark Lee Riley]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[insane]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[only]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[take]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[the]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[ufo]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[By Mark Lee Riley

From colorama to pannavision
All looks the same on my television
And the girl with the hepburn cheekbones
Sighs and waits for the mailman&#8230;.while 200 light years away Arthur
Negus calls our bluff in a BBC2 tea breaked powder puff
And don&#8217;t forget the jammy dodgers and the milk in last &#8230;..and the
Tannine stained lady di teacup&#8230;my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Mark Lee Riley</strong><br />
</em><br />
From colorama to pannavision<br />
All looks the same on my television<br />
And the girl with the hepburn cheekbones<br />
Sighs and waits for the mailman&#8230;.while 200 light years away Arthur<br />
Negus calls our bluff in a BBC2 tea breaked powder puff<br />
And don&#8217;t forget the jammy dodgers and the milk in last &#8230;..and the<br />
Tannine stained lady di teacup&#8230;my favourite for countdown&#8230;and a Whiteley fix<br />
And the world will end in 6 billion years&#8230;maybe later with repeats&#8230;.<br />
Just complete the conundrum and live the humdrum ..life in the working<br />
Class lane&#8230;and the ufo&#8217;s only take the insane</p>
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