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Words in Amsterdam

With this land, far and

Away from Zen, a place 

Of smoke and mirrors

With houses that stand

No, lean; front to back

Side to side; five, six

Seven stories high

Another city centre tram 

The praying mantis is

Judaism’s crossed brethren

This hall of talk and jitters

Where tales of remand

Mean leave some slack

Take a ride; jive, fix tricks

Heaven’s door is nearby

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Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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Vittles

Less clear
The beer
In the restaurant

No fear
We have taken
Our photographs already

from 

Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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On Landing

Is there phlegm when you cough

The doctor asked

Are there bicycles

In Amsterdam 

I should have said

Is the warm head

Another sign

Of my illness, or

Do the busy places

Always burn so brightly

from 

Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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Vacation’s Begin

Talk is of snowboards

Skateboards without wheels, offers

The grey haired older man

Father

Of the middle aged son

Who is doing most of the talking

Utah we hear is a good place

I therefore presume that these folks

Are related to the founding fathers

Descendants

Of those earlier Boston pilgrims

Otherwise why be in Humberside Airport

from 

Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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Before love heads homeward

The silence of symbiosis carries me

I float in and out of presence

I lose conscious weight

Through acts of unconscious removal

I take hold of sense

Intense with sensibilities 

The light fades

My warmth wraps me

Good thoughts sprinkle their dust

It is the all of all oneness

The I that is able to reconnoitre

To have discourse with the wider world

The word I chose was egress

The word you chose was egret

Both had a part to play in departure

Both played some part in recovery

Fortune favours those who depart

Whether with will or without

Fortune plays her part

As they sit on the cill

In search of all but what love doubts

from The Hebrides - Water and Stone
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