For Mitch and his type x

It’s not the same like minds or the same shared like times.

It’s invisible to the ordinary eye.

To everyone apart from those who feel it then they see it shine as bright.

As a brilliant setting sun reflecting off the sea.

Of course we like the same like minds, the precious shared times.

So much we may  be invisible to other ordinary minds.

The unspoken connect we feel that has no end.

That is silently thought and fully felt for a friend.


Favourite Sim’s Sisters 

The first of the Sims sisters i saw was Jackie.

We met on the stairs half way up the canal bar.

It was at Nicky’s wedding, as i had just walked in when i met Jackie on the stairs.

After a minute it felt like i’d known her for years, the first Sims sister that i met on the stairs.

The second Sims sister I saw was of course Nicky.

She was busy getting married, but i remember her poking me in the chest.

I felt it right through to my vest, but knew what she meant.

And the message the poke sent.

Now i think of her as my friend.

Even though in the hurry.

I couldn’t help take down.

Her tent x
With affection pauliepaul

The lone wolf of Soho

Thinking of long ago, of soho nights, and basement drinks, of sheltering from rain at 3am; with tear stained cheeks and memories of new friends that owe me drinks; I’ll never meet again.

And now it’s years gone by my tears have dried, the basements not as frequent now and strangers are left in peace to drink alone.

Well now and then the lone wolf returns inside to drag me into Holburn doorways to find homeless concert pianist’s who fell from grace and cling to hope; as they cling to their hostel place, along with the scoundrels but also people who care for others without reason.

And then I venture underground, every one is still as ice as they travel on their lonely way, a hundred feet below and a million lonely souls play at life through a tired transport network revolving around a Victorian dream that now forgets to say hello and how are you, and look each other in the eye; for fear of communicating God forbid a Northerner with things to say, because he’s suffered only a day, and years will wear him down; he’ll soon be looking at the ground when asked for change or someone may be needing help but he won’t see, because he needs the help as well, because he’s close to cracking with his life on the corner of a page he’s been reading for ten years or more. Tbc

For Fiona x

Funny thing when your love says you’ll like her.

Lovely when you know that you do.

Funny when her cat wants to kill you.

Lovely, when what her cat needs and what her cat gets.

Is her love and care.

Funny when she says she’s not doing enough.

Lovely when you know that she is.

That she could easily measure much more than enough.

For as much as seen is hidden, secretly glowing.

Seing is feeling and all part of the knowing.

And of the smiling which shines with you showing.

Why it’s so effortless easy.

To love Fiona.


Luna..  Dolina .. by Paul Roberts

Old photos are not like mirrors

i see that boy between the fissures

the occaisonal fire in my eyes

the ghost of youth that it belies

when I look back now at images

my face before it had ridges

I see only the times inbetween

and all the things that I have seen

the people met and the drugs taking

experience brings beauty and awakening

each groove proves a lesson learnt

every line in my heart a poem burnt

now and then I drop the disguise

dance in a field and forget the lies

for a night or two that lad again

especially when it pisses with rain

dancing with abandon and falling over

waking up with my face in clover

a smile and thoughts so silly

because none of us grow up really

in 20 years I’ll look back at me

and a young boy is all I’ll see
Paul Roberts

For my friend Michele Chapman Sweeny

Sometimes when you know a friendship will last

because you see sincere reflecting back and forth from first meet faces

Seeing sincere reflecting is such a look after lovely way

To introduce to you, how you know you’ll feel

Then slowly with time as you both get to know

You were always both so right to show

Ease and smiles when each time you meet

In different times and happy birthday places

You both now see as friendships do

Sincere reflecting more

It shines back and forth as was before

But now in between fully formed friends

With kind heart faces

Hope we never meet and ruin it x

Out of all the people i’ve got to know

As i pass through my time as all should be

Searching for purpose on this breathtaking planet

The people who i’ve overlapped this life with

Shared and cared and given to more than some i should

With all of that touch and meeting of minds and yet, and yet

I still haven’t met

Paul Roberts who shares more than his words

When he shares his thoughts behind each letter

And makes me smile

As i get him

Just for that while x

For Fred X

Mark and Fred just looking who they are xx
Mark and Fred just looking who they are xx

Oh Fred just arrived, my lovely Jo’s lovely friend

Feeling comfortably smiling i remember the first and the last time we met

The first time meeting a person who stood there to help my future love and Daisy girl

Was in a happy kitchen.

When under an elvis clock, sat a filled with a lovely man elvis onesie. Who sat with Daisy and watched TV, and

showed her care which i could see

Oh Fred just arrived and now i remember

Not the first or the second but the last time we met

As drunk as a skunk my jive lesson in the canal bar as i got closer

To being more pissed than i’ve ever been

And so

Produced my finest jive performance

Anyone has ever seen
Love you Fred


Pay and have love

Making allowances for a lover Is so much more straight forward If the bills and hols are paid for.

It’s oh and do correct me if i’m wrong.

Stay out late and fuck away but please stay.

Oh though, so much harder to make allowances.

For the man or lover who’s going for a song.

He takes too long.

Pass him by he couldn’t pay.

For your investment and then think this.

When you meet a lover make an allowance.

For a kind soul or a wealthy goal?

And see who’s real.

And who is whole.

Trying to visit a friend

Tried to call round to a friends house

Time to catch up i thought

But alas as i passed the house to park

I saw someone else leaving the not so familiar friends front door

The friendly CooP was now in ruins, a wasteland even now i thought

With two and two making more than they should

I headed for the ring road as anyone would

Thinking i did what i could, but it all went wrong

Had it really been that long?