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Sunday, 10 August 2014

Half-Way Precise

I meditate
For the one who is
And for the one who is not

I bring a prayer to both
For the one who offers peace
And for the one where lays the ache

In the calm time of rising
I offer to carry their moments
As I imagine a tiller would plant his corn

There on my shoulders
Their vessels are balanced
On the knotted pole that gently rocks

We are together in absence
After many aggregates of time
On journeys now to where quietness sways

I leave this place
This space of the morning
Take my meditation, out into the day

I have hope to dream again
Come the breakthrough of light
Between this day and the day after tomorrow


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Saturday, 9 August 2014

Flip-Side

Elegant minimalist words
Clean sans-serif font
Environmentally inspired
Forest management

Slouch
On the chaise-lounge
After a full English
With extra toast


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Friday, 8 August 2014

Roll

By page six
You have used
The d word twice
I notice this

Because I too have the d
Like, like, like
As if
As if you cared

For the surf dude
So slim, so sublime
As he rides, strides

The light fantastic
On the rolling crests 

Yet for the first time 
I understand
The need for
Techniques at play

The twists
The forceful skips

Even the neatness
To step aside

Before our wave is spent


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Thursday, 7 August 2014

Fog

The vacuum cleaner masks the raging sea
The days cleaning awakened in earnest
Guests that pour out into the rain
The b&b landladies expectation

To be blown right off the pier
Take pictures for relation
Ships that pull closer
Over and out


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Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Gentleman

A change in deportment
Ever so slightly withheld 
A feign to the existential

A well-practiced hand gesture
A gentle slow-roll of the wrist
Waves the ladies on through


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