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Barry Tebb

Born in 1942 / United Kingdom / English

Barry Tebb poet from United Kingdom was born in 1942 has 83 years. Poems were written in Modern age mainly in English language. Dominant movement is other.

Top ten poems Barry Tebb

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The Dreamer, The Sleep

... t not alone I read Lacan on desireIt is not a day I can visit the wardOvercome by delusion’s shadow ...

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Without The Wherewithall

... ence and your subtle craft will tell,Artists like poets live on other’s bounty, as you know so well ...

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To Leeds Big Issue Sellers

... in blanketsWhen all the warnings say I shouldn’t but who’s to judgeThe deserving from the addicted ...

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Our Son

... locked doors he freezes before and whispers "Daddy, I was damned in hell but now I am God’s friend ...

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To The Sound Of Violins

... If I get home after midnight" I quipped to their delightBut being there had somehow put things right ...

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Marginalia

... out such a king-size messBut not even you can spoil this afternoonOf watching Haworth heather bloom ...

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Infamous Poet

... eading Lacan into the night I thought things throughBut somehow none of them was half as good as you ...

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Pulled From A Life Some Leaves

... s of fate:The shadows of you gone still took the nightAnd I was left alone to face the painful light ...

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In Harm’s Way

... y old ageBut being monophobic I can’t face the isolationOr persuade my passionate friend to join me ...

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Coming To Terms With Schizophrenia

... ding pathsCloudscapes only a Constable could paintHigh Withens in a gale, the sloping village street ...

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