Along with reams of short stories, and longer attempts at fiction, I’ve written countless poems over the decades. The bulk were written in my teens and twenties and I literally have folders full of handwritten and typewritten compositions.

I’d been threatening to put a selection into print since the mid-90’s. I remember discussing it with an old girlfriend in ’95 but a number of things always seemed to stop me. Part of that was not really being sure if I wanted to share them with the world, part was never having the time to go through what was amounting to thousands of bits of paper – ranging from typed and formatted finished compositions to hand written stanzas on the back of paper bags, or anything I had at hand when inspiration hit.

A few years ago I finally got round to sorting out a collection and published them under the title “Wild Card Symphonies”. Consisting of three smaller volumes of my work, “Wild Card Symphonies”, “Cry To Me”, and “This Graveyard Heart”, the book totaled just over 120 poems. You can buy a copy (plug plug) through Lulu on one of the links at the bottom of the page if you like what you read and want to have more.

 Chords Of Belief

I wanted so hard to believe

But how could I

When I had you in my dreams.

Some say I gave up,

I say I lost.

Is it worth all the fuss

Argument would bring ?

I needed you

As a focus for a reality

I should have forgotten

When I had my chance

Thrown down to me.

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Why did you let me dream

When you had other intentions

And you already knew that I didn’t fit

Into your well laid plans.

Kick me in the face now

Just to see if it hurts.

Well I’m already so low now

I doubt it’ll work.

You think I still care now ?

Well I’m not so sure that I do.

I just want to be finished, now,

And say goodbye to all of you.

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Some people have told me

That belief is an easy thing to find.

Well every time I’ve caught it’s shadow

It’s just been a glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye,

Or something so hollow

That it’s not there at all.

But I’ve been kicked in the heart

And become a cynic out of consequence.

I wanted so hard to believe

But how could I ?

When I had you in my dreams.

(CHORDS OF BELIEF By A R J Abranson, 27-11-92/22:25, 06-05-93/18:31 + 23:40, 13-01-96/19:37)

My poetry anthology, Wild Card Symphonies, is available to buy now on Lulu in both Softcover and Dust Jacket Hardcover.

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