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This collection of poems by Paul Archer are listed by poem title and first line, please click on the title to read the poem.

Keep Off The Grass
On your right is the neo-realism house...

2:45 am Wind
Tugging and tearing...

Dark Days
By 1.20 a.m. the firestorm...

Advice to Poets
Don't drive a car. Dreaming up a poem...

At This Moment
Someone turns the light on...

Stunned By Shakespeare
I'd like to join this gang...

Scriptwriter
Fade in: he makes coffee...

The Poems Project
The poems project will provide...

Visiting The Sick
I'd arrive shaking the rain off me...

The Far Reaches
Her flesh shrank...

Snail's Pace
It had climbed from the lavender...

Not Swivelling Away
You can set it against the turning of the year's cycle...

Forces of Nature
This garden has a complex geometry...

No More Questions
We don't think about any of this...

Twenty Four Hours
He swaggers through suburbia...

Silhouette on a Staircase in Swindon
Dark suddenly, the day's circulation choked off...

Airports
Beyond the aquarium-like glass...

Reading Poems
A poem's licking its way over you...

Getting Away
I'll hear blame in the incessant voices of the rain...

Seahorse
This blowing of the sea...

Serra de Tramuntana
Most would say the sky is constantly changing...

Rear Terrace
The terrace stripped bare of every shadow...

Sóller Cemetery
The stern command of gravestones...

Gardener's Friend
I was forking the soil...

The Gardener
Rudi came unannounced...

Meeting Geoff in the Plaza
I don't have to sit there long...

She Sang
She sang: like no bird has sung...

A Question of Perspective
The plume from an airplane's engines surges over...

Maid of the Lakes
She had got off the stage in Keswick town...

Midwinter
My breath is held...

Summer Collection
This year's summer collection is here...

Saltpool
Two boys by a saltpool...

Westcombe Beach
Steep fields of runnelled emerald...

Winter Fires
I've been burning winter fires...

Carried on by Crowds
To be carried on by crowds...

Rollerblading Girl
She glides through the crowds...

Voices of the Rain
The voices of the rain like pedlars in the street...

Crazy Golf
That balmy summer holiday...

School Lunch Break
I lie in the sun like a sheep in its wool...

Can't Think What It Can Be
It nags at you as you stand...

Directions
It's like asking directions in a foreign land...

Passage
I can tell she's leaving someone she grew to know too well...

Archer River
It's not as good once you get there...

Outback
I was never scared...

Onjuku
The bamboo thicket we cut back...

Onsen
Is there a world outside...

Okinawa
Swimming back to the beach...

Yebisu
Talking about the rock...

The Last Haiku
The monitors are silent...

Rose Garden
Straining to catch their words...

Hiroshima
Out of what minds came this cruel art...

Nairobi Conference
In the comfort of its airconditioned chamber...

XYZ
All beauty can die eventually...

The Choice
Come on, you can't stay there in bed...

It Would Be Real If I Cried
When the boots slammed into his head...

Christmas Eve, King's College
The lifeless ashes, the hush of winter...

A New Year Death
Crowds in the stores...

Making an Investigation
It's always the smallest of clues...

In his Single Room at the Hotel
After heated accusations...

Tea & Whisky
She stirred the tea...

Time Rewinds
The tape...

Life & Soul
Tonight there's a battle in the skies...

Bodywork
In your hippocampus...

Thoughts on Consciousness
What is perceived...

Teleporting
Late for a meeting and stuck in traffic...

Useless
It won't get the washing done...

Not My Type
Women who put men in a velvet box...

A Web Poem
is thousands of pixels...

Deaths Of Poets
It's not true that all poets...

Fragment Of Time
As if it were a diamond that someone rich...

So You Want To Write
Let's start big - imagine the universe...

Softly Rocks the Heart's Cradle
A collection of haiku-inspired poems.

Faded Blue Flower Pattern
Another collection of haiku-inspired poems.

 
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