in an interplanetary space station
with bustling pedestrian zones
he sits on his own in a buzz bar
drinking a glass of cloud nine nectar
it is an orange sky day
with smile impregnated air
he doesn’t respond
to the feel good waves
he’s thinks he is the loneliest man
in the universe and he’s feeling down
wondering will he ever hear
a language he can understand again
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Les Merton's dabbled at writing on and off from the age of 16, however it was in 1996 he decided to give it a go properly. In 2002, he founded Poetry Cornwall / Bardhonyeth Kernow and as been its editor ever since. In 2004, his endeavours were recognised when he was made a Bard of Gorsedh Kernow for services to Cornish Literature. His Bardic name is Map Hallow (Son of the Moors).
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