Scattering

It isn't quiet and it isn't still

It is novel

I watch a tiny train go past

This refuge of humanity 

Past the chalets

Over the shingle

Beside the beached fishing boats

Beneath the electricity pylons

All watched over by the lighthouse

& the swirling flocks of protected birds

A wilderness that I leave

Crossing over the narrow gauge track

I wish you could have been here

To share in the security of treasures lost

& memories found

To share in love, by a fireside

A warm afternoon of cakes

Among daylight custodial rearrangements 

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Impression

Hollow sky

To take hold indefinitely

To embrace

To follow through to the tree line

To merge

With  the silhouette of bare and empty branches

To reflect

The suns light on the bandstand

To begin the thaw

Of the frozen solid ground

To raise in the shade of the mist

Where a warmer, clearer presence might be found 

from 

Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Droplets of joy

Thin subliminal sounds of the ocean
Wave by cascading wave
Trickling harp by trickling heart

Darkness by the absence of artificial light
Darkness brought on by the closure
Of the once so certain, certain part

Super longevity; in this small four walled room
Super sized becomes the brevity
To ones own past times memory cart

from 

Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Bedhead

There is a warmth, a certain serenity

As if the star sign of Saturn alone should bring such piece

A carrier, a vessel to fill with echoes, a universe to populate

With dreamed up memories

That oscillate among eons of beautiful visions

In the future, to try to recollect these instants

Yet never again to truly trespass on those clouds

No more to instill that voice of endearment

Fearful of making the call

Under the ominous threat of rejection

Instead to read the chapter on depression

Settle on a preference for melancholy

Hang her scented lightness of cloth on every resonant passage

Celebrate the star sign that brought thought transference, and
Ultimate joy, before I wake up and smell the coffee

Shower, eat, drive, meet, return

To sit for a further day, at that place, where the ether

Can carry the birdsong, where the effervescent passages

Of time past and time present are able to wander 

Undisturbed - gentleness in being personified

from 

Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Absentee

Dare to break the spell

Purge the myths

Where the words wallow so frequently, so easily, so secretly

Set up the clandestine meeting

In a matter of fact sort of way, no more to it than that, no false 

Expectations, no hidden agendas, no place for truth or beauty

A map of California stretches across the table top

Was this his destination? 

That shadow of a man, how imperceptibly we carry our shadows

Dare to break the spell

Purge the myths

Of the doubtful doubts of insincere, and secret, easy, re-creation

from 
Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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