Palma

We have the gifts
Of the warm breeze of September
Of the carefree promenades
Of the distinctive Americano

With these gifts present
We take time to contemplate
We wake early to meditate
We make ourselves into ourselves

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Observe

The wave rises
Then pauses
Then falls

The sound climbs
Then stills
Then reverberates

The sky clears
Then clouds
Then coincident

The people walk
Then stand
Then converse

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Settlement

In those daydreams
When I dreamt about you
At the virgin viewpoint
With nothing beneath us
Before the journey, of
Many, twisting, turning roads
Down to the town, behind
A dry-moat, and a Roman wall

In those anxious moments
When I turned to you
As if in your prayer
You might meditate
On the numinous paths
Of many variations, back
To the settled homestead
Ahead of all escarpments

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Sea, Sky, Cruise Liner

There you are
A swimmer in the sea
Just your head, bobbing
Above the water

The red cross stand by
Aeroplanes fly overhead

I don’t want to be
One of the thousands on board
Though a smaller, more refined
People carrier, well that would be fine

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Collective

We sang the song of days
Forever to be strong
We asked our friends to join the ways
To walk with us, on this path along

And in this church of time
The quest is for life sublime
To talk of various lover's lives
Lived joyful, serene, and kind

And where mountain meets the sea
Waves are washed upon the shore
To dream of those once distant clouds
Horizons that change for evermore

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