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Pompey

And once more

That Pizza Express

Moment.

But,

Will this

Ever be

As Valuable

As a few lines

By Picasso?

One thing I do know

This won't pay the bill.

Brian Hick July 2015

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The Pizza Express moment occurred while waiting for the next course, with the extra napkin enticing Brian to write something on it. Sally

1460

 Must be important:

Michael White has travelled to

Brighton Festival.

Brian Hick May 2015

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 1453

What do they do with

All the photographs they take

On their mobile phones?

Brian Hick April 2015

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 1452

Wittgenstein sat on these steps

From forty-eight to forty-nine.

It was quiet, warm, befuddling;

Like his Tractatus on my mind.

Brian Hick April 2015

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 1438

On a balcony

Overlooking the canal

Italians chatter.

Clear skies and bright sun;

But, I am not in Venice,

This is Birmingham!

Brian Hick March 2015

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 1280

The quiet coach.

She talks

Endlessly

Call after call.

We catch each other's eye

And sigh

Silently.

Brian Hick June 2013

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 1273

        How did they know?

    I was twenty minutes late,

       I walked in, sat down;

They walked in, started playing.

         But it was the Elgar

           I just got lucky.

Brian Hick May 2013

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 1265

I know your silence is more palpable

Than any chatter here or holy writ,

But when I need an answer I'd prefer it,

As a human, if it chanced to fit

Within the normal range of understanding

Like talking to a friend for wise advice

From somebody I trusted, not demanding

Obedience on the strength of ancient vice.

I realise of course I'm daft to ask it

Given that nobody that I know

Has ever had a peep out of you lately

And problems here on earth just grow and grow.

So why, despite the evidence I fear,

Do I still believe that you are here?

Brian Hick  March 2013

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 1262

Nice thing about rain;

No one tries to collar you

To save the Pandas.

Brian Hick March 2013

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 1352

Brum March 14

I should know better;

Next time I will stay at the

Ladywell Ibis!

A poem a day?

Why does the blank page

Challenge when it know today's

Is already written?

Polo Milanese very dull

And now I've lost a crown.

Brian Hick March 2014

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 1261

I quite like eating here

If only they would stop

Hyping all the food.

Jamie Oliver's

Wonderful Italian?

Bring me the Gavescon.

Brian Hick April 2013

©copyright Sally Hick 9.4.25

 1350

The joy of farting

As a cyclist overtakes

Is beyond compare.

Brian Hick March 2013

 1258

My watch has stopped

My mobile phone is low;

Soon I shall be timeless.

Brian Hick March 2013

1259

A White Horse?

Compare and Contrast;

Subtle Bronze Age figure, with

Wallinger's White Horse.

Brian Hick March 2013

 1256

I do like Big Wok

After five courses I don't 

Need the Gavescon.

Brian Hick spring 2013

1257

          Yat was right

My imagination flows freer

      Away from home;

            How sad.

Brian Hick spring 2013

Yat was one of his tutors at The Drama Centre where he studied direction.

 1251

What a disaster!

First walk in thirty years where

All the pubs were closed.

Brian Hick February 2013

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 1238

Old Curmudgeon

Contuncious all the way to Birmingham

With children squibbling up and down the aisles;

Red headed stockers in their red-lined worlds,

Furiously stabbling ipads all the whilst

Oblivious to the noticles for quiet

The mutters from retired, Tonbridge Walls,

Who bought his ticket thirteen weeks ago

Hoping to read his book on Bulgan Smalls;

But no, the snozzing chorus and the slap

Of well filed finger nails on viral screens

Skirp his thoughts and purpulate his mind

Till losing his contribulation, screams

            Can't you read, you blasterds - it's the law

            No I-saws here - who won the bloody war?

Brian Hick January 2013

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Sushi on the train

Then bavette before Bridge

Britten and Elgar.

Perfick!

After fish knives and

Forks, we have a drinks cupboard;

Oh how middle class.

Brian Hick January 2013

©copyright Sally Hick 10.1.25

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This pub must be in

The Mediterranean;

No one speaks English

But the Polish man

At the bar knows I'm hoping

For another glass.

Wine

Is an international

Language.

Brian Hick January 2013

©copyright Sally Hick 8.1.25

 1236

    To be honest

       I needed

     A small child

          Then

The links between

   Digital projector

            And

       Computer

 Would have taken

    Two minutes

           Not

      Two hours

Brian Hick January 2013

©copyright Sally Hick 6.1.25

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Ad-vent

First Noel this year and Hark the Herald

But it's just an Advent Concert, not the blare

Of speakers down the supermarket aisles

Or buskers with faded tinsel in their hair.

If this were Christmas Eve I might not mind

But there's four weeks to go before the day

And hours and hours of adverts on the tele

All special offers and no need to pay

Until the new year, when the bills arrive,

The laptops on the blink and the wind blows

Through every chink to chill you to the bone,

Reminding you of all your ails and woes.

            And just as things calm down, you realise

            You've only six months till the next mince pies!

Brian Hick Advent 2012

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