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Friday, 12 August 2016

Monday

I have a night-light, to share the high-life ethereally with you
Through the skylight, the twilight of stars burn themselves blue

It is absolutely true, that in the swan-song, of our fabulous years
Smiles replace frowns, making us downright free of our fears

With clear paper and pen, and the now and the then, and with zen
We appear set for the journey; with tourniquets behind to impress those dear

Nearby, the Egyptian Cotton, begotten of toil and strife
Laid to rest out a life, our celebrations are denied of all but love


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Thursday, 11 August 2016

Major Minor Movements

As you grieve let your tears turn to smiles
As you leave say thanks, as you meanwhile
Step to the side of that thing named fear
Toe to toe, beside doe and deer, my dear
Become courageous, become worthwhile
Become beauty, that walked the extra mile

Beneath the skin we are blood and bone
Beneath the pastures, where you atone
Holding yourself together, as you so dear
Forge the steel, and grind my lenses clear
It is with your love that we build our home
It is with your zest our dreams may roam


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Wednesday, 10 August 2016

Gifts

Love walks by
In both directions
The dark and light
Of pleasure and pain

I open my window
Onto these moments
To find love being joyous
Of the time to flower

I move peacefully
With a certain smile
Through a garden-house
To the erupting volcano

I am thus drawn along
Into this meditation
With a close-reply, to
A thank-you note


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Tuesday, 9 August 2016

A Void

Should I see if
You have collided
I would of course
Be undecided

I am offered
That there is
Safety in nothing
It caught my eye

Yet, for one
Who's passions have
Been burnt
I earnt little

Pacification
From serialised
Freudian-like
Philosopher's notes

I would prefer moats with
Drawbridges, or
Those Himalayan ridges
To their white coats


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Monday, 8 August 2016

Vision On

From these city streets
Onto stars I gaze
Celestial Gods move
In mysterious ways

Into the night sky
I call your name
Conscience groove
The endless game

I am in dreamers work
Though with no fame
I ask that they respond
And do not default again


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