Surrounded
Surrounded A myriad voices Drifting by Living Moving I listen Pieces here and there caress my ears ‘And she texted me that she liked him....’ Lives going on their way Feeling
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Lumber Puncture
Look him in the eye, Underneath you are growing thick horns, Move your spine towards his brick fist, Bum now twisting on a medical trolley, Every nerve of yours is stretched like putty,
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A Prisoner's Lament
Bending down upon his knees Thoughts whirl around his brain, He mumbles words of remorse For that which caused such pain; Like the Sword of Damocles Hanging above his head
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All is Calm and Still
A wisp of blue Morning mist Caresses the mirrored lake As a pale yellow sun Slowly filters through; Two Mute Swans Sail effortlessly by In stately splendour. A rivulet trickles
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In Search of Inspiration
My pen sleeps, Each impulse Is lost In the vas labyrinth Of Thought. The waiting page Remains blank Until… I look into her eyes… I feel her smile… I hear her heart…
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Beautiful Inside
Appearances can be deceptive, And to the superficial gaze The outside seems dull and grey Plain looking in many ways, Yet, when a crack causes Water to seep slowly through,
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Great Uncle Kenneth
He has a hump on his back and is missing a thumb. Trapped in the sawmill when he was young. He stoops over the table Drinks tea from a tiny cup Dwarfed in his coarse fingers.
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Nana
Nana and I knit. I sit on the red puffe at her feet. She is mild when no one else is here. When I drop a stitch she picks it up.
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Grandma
We play drafts and I always choose the colour We watch Gone with the Wind because she says it’s my favourite We eat mince and dumplings because she says its Dad’s favourite
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Sumo Sister
She is a little baby sumo Owl eyes and light wisps of honey hair. I tease her by withdrawing my face As she leans to suck my nose. She flops forward but isn’t ruffled.
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