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One for the road

by bernard pearson

(subtitle: Never mind the Bollocks)

Now is the time to love

More fiercely than ever

To leave in the ditch

All that got in the way

To take the book of life

Down from the shelf

To gird the mind But not the soul Allow it to rewild

Every part of you

Tamed once by The expediency of self.

This love I speak of is not neat All in bed love, it might be head love Or longed for love perhaps healing Family feuds love or at least making a start

It could be just A smile across the street Or the kind of love that says I won’t see you for a while love But you will be here, indoors, within my heart.


Bernard Pearson's work appears in over sixty publications, including; AestheticaMagazine, The Edinburgh Review, and Crossways. In 2017 a selection of his poetry, ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf Press. In 2019 he won second prize in The Aurora Prize for Writing for his poem Manor Farm.


Image by Bree Anne
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