Reflections

Love

Memories

Breakfast

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The Way It is

Mile End Purgatorio

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Poems copyright
İMartin Doyle

Illustrations copyright
İStephen Hicks

Martin's CV

THE TRUTH

I was told
that the truth hurts.
It was true
and it hurt to know.

STICKERS

You toucha my car
I smasha your face.
That's a sticker
for the tough lads.
You toucha my car
I'm not unduly bothered.
That's mine.

IT WAS A HACKNEY MORNING

I saw a cat
dead in a gutter on its back,
and an up-ended chair
as I walked by.
I saw a busted street-light
twisted so it faced the sky.
Things are looking up I thought.

NEVER THIS TWAIN

Here's a riddle.
One man.
One woman.
No trouble.
The answer?
They've never met.