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Thursday 13 December 2012

Beyond the easily forgotten

Sentimental, awash with nostalgia
Do you remember, or are you scared
Think on - only from the past
No ideas for an unknown future

Nineteen Eighty Four is way back
A place no more than a wilderness
The Easy Rider’s have smoked
Their last cheroot, today is a reflection

But what of tomorrow
Walk naked down the high street
Or some other form of soul baring
Or extravagant expression; rose petals 

In gardens falling, more or less to dreams
To intensify - autumn’s fresher schemes