Spring's in a hurry
with luminescent hair, she came downing all over transparencies, streams and dreams scattering... petal after petal and pedal after pedal, the bicycling the rotation of the flowers,
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Ambition
A response to: “We’re all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars…” – Oscar Wilde. The Gutter was real, but Stars were my muse;
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- 527 reads
Afternoon In The Park
I come to the park where no-one’s around The bell chimes two in the echoing town Still it seems to me that chaos is near Above, in the sound of the birds I hear.
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The Morning Bus
I always sit a few rows behind you. You definitely notice me now. We share a journey, this silent intimacy most mornings, 7.17 till 7.47. No-one in your life sees you like this.
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EQUILIBRIUM
EQUILIBRIUM For every person who dies, possibly An equal number are born Nature’s way of creating equilibrium Equalizing those who die & are born Same applies to flora and fauna
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WINDOW
WINDOW Car window House window Old New Broken Plastered Coloured Plain Wooden framed Silver & golden edges All are windows Some are open and others closed How about window dressing
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ON THE OTHER SIDE
ON THE OTHER SIDE A shy, bright sun Boldly coming out Clouds engulfing and a shy Sun struggling to come out On the other side Water, trickling down the hill Water, plenty of it gushing
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The Thatched Hut
I used to be a magic man, one who could be happy in a jail, who could see a road through the world's walls, and show others how to drive through it just fine But they like their walls,
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- 520 reads
Triptych 1
An irreverent, realist construct painted with the linseed of memory and the pigment of pain.
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Let me not sugar
you with the flow of love, lust upon your bushes of hair... toss all caution to the wind and slice my hands as though I were cutting thin air... do not say that you love me
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