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• Discovery
  by Meach

  Spun on my heels / Heart pounding

  A poem, a memory.

• And the violins
  by Meach

  We dug the ditches / And filled the graves

  This is a song/poem based on a book by Alexander Ramati which tells, in horrific detail, the story of the gypsy holocaust during the second world war. / The book, which I have read several times, always fills me with an immense sense of loss, sadness and frustration that one only has to turn on the news, today, or tomorrow or in ten years time to realise that we have learned nothing. The reference in the song to Time standing still on the road to heaven refers to a clock on the tower of the gate at one of the camps which apparently never moved. This another of my older songs

• The View from the moon
  by Meach

  A poet I knew, / Said the view from the moon / Had left him feeling very small

  A song I wrote back in the 1980s when I was performing at ‘Poems and Pints’ nights in pubs in the valleys of South Wales under the ‘stage’ name of Stop Tap Dai / I found a tape of me ‘singing’ it today and thought I’d share it. / It was written at a time when the Butterfly effect was first mooted and also a time when people first began to leave flowers at the scenes of accidents and, in Northern Ireland, at the scenes of bombings. / Wish I’d found it when the Challenge Cafe was doing it’s butterfly effect comp – but heh that’s life Copyright D Meacham 1984

• A poem for Ethan James Mulkern esq recently born
  by Meach

  Cuddled up in the moonbeams / Of midnight and beyond

  A poem for Nikki Mulkern and the new life that has taken over her home

• Mooning
  by Meach

  View from the moon

• Airbourne
  by Meach

  Breathing love

  A Hakup (A haiku that went wrong)

• Six word story - low bridge
  by Meach

  ng, lo

  Six words made into a short story

• Doorstep Dreams
  by Meach

  A suitcase full of promises / Packed with sad cliches / Leaving the child she used to be / To doorstep dreams

  A song Sorry if you read the other version earlier – I’d typed the verses in the wrong order

• Virgin Bridal Snap
  by Meach

  we’ve already done it, I started to explain, but she’d gone and spent the rest of the evening giving me filthy looks from afar

  A journey through a photographers first wedding job

• Blind-man's Legacy
  by Meach

  Put out your penny candle boy / It’s time for me to die

  The quality of not seeing isn’t limited to those who have lost the use of their eyes – we are all due to inherit the legacy

• Joe's Bar
  by Meach

  Boy can she warble. The only one complaining is the barman. Nobody drinks when Amy’s refusing rehab.

  I had to write 100 words on an imaginary Jazz evening for a job application. / This is what I came up with – I’ll let you know if I get the job