Paul Beckett

Joined May 2021

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Bio

I’m a writer, horologist & joy filled fantasist. Reality to me is plastic. I’m fascinated with time, quantum physics, analogue and fashion.

My writings at least 69% autobiographical, often 99%

Fav:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams- S.Plath

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Nefarious Cloud(s) form(s)
Nefarious cloud(s) form(s) When you analyse the weather, Like I do, you see manipulation. Everywhere, spraying, in layers,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Assault and Batteries
Assault and Batteries The foregone conclusion, the, Batteries are green, depends, Upon geography, to set the scenery.
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Pro-crastination
Procrastination fashioned I don’t know if everyone sits on, A plateau, relishing the view, Of an effortless echo. Potential,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Fabric
Fabric It’s fascinating, how the fabric, Unfolds, in its concertinas, Reality grows. It’s just not, As they taught us, solid or rigid,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Happen-Stance
Happen-stance Happenstance, fate, call it, What you will! It’s the human, Ability to coalesce it from null. Therefore, there is no such thing,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Joy
Joy Joy is the feeling of contented, Being. Enriched by a sense, Of clarity within things, or us. Caught by the glitter of chance,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Re-Sourced
Re-sourced A circular argument, rumoured Should energy that’s gleaned, Be chargeable to consumers? When taxes fund all wind farms? See.
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Love - IN
Love in (fore word) Buzz - zing, its a drug, sure! That is how you feel in love, A pill, to make one seem high, A sigh in the soft - test of eyes.
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Fallacy
Why Why, while there’s homeless, Humans on earth do (d)elites, With the capitol, still discuss, Space exploration as a must?
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Looping
Looping Caught giggling, about-turn, Repeatable quotes, reiterated, Without any palpable learning. Or innerstanding, demanding!
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
Whatever
Whatever Whatever, whatever. There’s too Much endeavour, a theme I’d Ploughed previously, yet deaf Ears, just don’t hear! Pardon me.
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets
SOME-times
Sometimes Sometimes incredible moments emerge, critical pauses, Unfold then convergence, A dam(n) close to breaching,
By Paul Beckett9 months ago in Poets

Paul Beckett

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Nefarious Cloud(s) form(s)

Assault and Batteries

Pro-crastination

Fabric

Happen-Stance

Joy

Re-Sourced

Love - IN

Fallacy

Looping

Whatever

SOME-times

Stories (94/0)