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Jim Lawrence
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Wordslayer, guitar strangler, art botherer, armchair psychogeographer. Amanuensis to anarchist philosopher Crofton Wingwalker.

It is easier to imagine the end of the world than the end of The Archers.

Southampton, UK.
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Somehow I got confused: All this information But nothing explaining how we Got here. Got here? Maybe we have Always been here, troubled, Asleep in the semidarkness. Who knows? Who knows What the scheme is? Necessary guidance Seems unobtainable, ever Hidden. Hidden By occluding Shadows we imagine Real - tricks, flickers of phantom scenes: The world.
October 28, 2025 at 9:11 AM
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#foundpoetry #constructedpoetry #micropoetry #poetsofbluesky
October 5, 2025 at 12:24 AM
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#poetsofbluesky #poetry #poets #poems
Coastal Defence A man is dreaming about a gun a gun with a good long range He's dreaming about the beach his English beach by the English Channel He doesn't know a lot about guns but his gun is accurate enough for sniping He doesn't own a gun but he'd love to and he'd wear country tweeds If he could afford them, emulate his great Leader, pint in hand, fag on the go After a satisfying day of patriotic murder on his beloved beach, his killing field. Jim Lawrence 2025
September 25, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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#poetry #poetsofbluesky #beatpoets #football #soccer #AllenGinsburg
September 24, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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September 23, 2025 at 12:28 PM
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I am writing a poem every day for September. This was day 2.

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September 22, 2025 at 12:43 PM
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This is how I flirt.
B&W photo of a glum-faced Tony Hancock wearing a Triby hat at a cafe table with a cup and saucer and a magazine.
August 9, 2025 at 6:24 PM
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New poem. #poetsofbluesky #poetry
A new poem. Sink A dripping tap is a death-clock: A waste of water and time. It needs a strong, uncomfortable grip a supple musculature in the wrist and a determined forearm. I should call a plumber: a water-doctor to reset the flow but I know I won’t. Jim Lawrence
June 29, 2025 at 11:53 PM
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I like to have fun with found/constructed poetry. This is from two people who post over on the Dark Side. #poetsofbluesky #foundpoetry
May 26, 2025 at 7:29 PM
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#poetsofbluesky #poetry #JamesJoyce #FinnegansWake
The Wake ...I have to dream it into the subterranean riverrunning pathways of my recirculating universal mind... Jim Lawrence
April 30, 2025 at 7:40 PM
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I haven't posted anything for a while, so here's a double dactyl I just wrote for an FB group.
Day 6. Prompt: a musical instrument. Hank B. Marvin Isn't starvin'. He has prospered as a master Of the Fender Stratocaster. Day 7. Prompt: a game of chess. The opening move The confusing middle game; At last the endgame.
April 25, 2025 at 12:44 AM
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#poetry #poetsofbluesky ##surrealistpoetry
Day 5 birth certificate blues when your father isn't your father and your mother is somebody else get on the coniferous trail pineshadow crabwise and boogie on up the blues river hill oh say a dharma for the candyfloss people hold them to the telephone pole and kiss them with chimneysweep lips until crossfire faultlines eat up your day like a coincidental bathtub call so entities multiplying blunt Occam's razor... Jim Lawrence
April 6, 2025 at 2:15 PM
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April 5, 2025 at 2:16 PM
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Lovely Candice's Psychedelic Garden. Jim Lawrence 2024.

Acrylic paint pens on white A5 art card. Photograph and frame by the owner. #abstractexpressionism #abstractart #psychedelicart
Abstract expressionist acrylic painting. White A5 art card in an off-white frame. Tree-like forms, squiggles, blobs and curved lines in red, blue, pink, yellow, green on a white background.
March 25, 2025 at 6:21 PM
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#100surrealistpoems day 100
Day 100 This Is Not a Circular I am the projection of [EVERYTHING] irrational social forces waiting to wake up into the ironicdeathendedlife of a mitteleuropäischer Intellektueller horrified [IS] at the ineluctable diffusion of violent irrationality in 1930s Austria. [NOTHING]
February 26, 2025 at 8:35 AM
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Venus innit
Venus seen as a tiny white dot in the centre of a black sky.
February 25, 2025 at 6:58 PM
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#100surrealistpoems day 99
Day 99 The Crew That Never Rests Made an unannounced visit They got in through holes In the antique wainscoting The demented swarm of chattering imps Commandeered every available space They prodded me and lectured me On the eternal necessity for mindless toil I told them they were slaves, insane, deluded But they laughed with chittering insect noises. One day I will be of their unceasing manic number Forced to drive forever their Anti-Entropy Machine
February 25, 2025 at 9:05 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 98
Day 98 Charlie's face is on the barroom floor: He was a bad sailor, so didn't look aloft In spite of the customary general wisdom.
February 24, 2025 at 8:43 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 97
Day 97 Book an appointment for a consultation with The First Poets. They will inject you with microscopic word bombs and shiny discs of black pearl and tiny coral jacks. Then they will ip-dip-dip-my-blue-ship you to the beach obscured by the Spectacle's tawdry parade, where the seagulls are mellowed out by ASMR sounds transmitted by passing hydrofoils. The cocktails are on me.
February 23, 2025 at 10:08 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 96
Day 96 A drive-thru gun store has opened up Next to the closed down elephant pond Where a ton of custard doughnuts was dumped By worshippers of Poseidon on a hen night.
February 22, 2025 at 10:05 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 95 #micropoetry
Day 95 I am the homunculus Within my future selves.
February 21, 2025 at 9:42 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 94
#skeltonics #squonks
Day 94 SQUELTONIC SQUELCH! was the sound the Squint-eyed Squonk made Squirming inside the Squidgy town Square where it Squatted upon a Squeamish and Squawking and Squealing and Squandering wastrel Squiffy on Squid ink.
February 20, 2025 at 9:15 AM
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#100surrealistpoems day 93
Day 93 Alcuin taught me everything I know... Alabama sunrise heat the emptiness of the apparent plenum how to collect fountains where the automatic response cupboard can be found thimbles tresses Remedios Varo's card games all the syllables of Reverse Sanskrit slang and how to end a list ...for example.
February 19, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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##100surrealistpoems day 92
Day 92 David Lammy Sez (part 3) There is a debate, softly softly catchee The Monkees, cut Christmas according to their welfare, he's not such a bad lad really, I am the God of centrism and I give you the Middle Passage, and it won't happen anyways, mush, picture me giving a like, I am absolutely clear that I like Spike Jones and his City Ceasefires, your question is very important to us, honest guv, on my life and no mistake, WE ARE ENGAGED IN THE DETAILS, YO BLESS UP WE, IT GOES WITH THE JOB INNIT, THE MONTY HALL PROBLEM IS PSYOPS, I rub my glands up against the Russian economy, I shit on the criminal gangs so there's that, and the truth of the matter is that I don't disagree with The Man Who Is Wrong, That's why I'm getting on with it, effendi.
February 18, 2025 at 10:10 AM
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##100surrealistpoems day 91 #zenbuddhism
Day 91 the zen of archiving is an infinitely empty infinitely lightless storage facility balanced like an optimally angled razor on the fine edge of being
February 17, 2025 at 9:35 AM