Unilateralism

When I go alone
I go without being
I go without looking
I go without seeing

Yet when I go with you
I am
I look
I see

Though often times
I forget to take you with me
I forget to ask you to join me
I forget to simply let you be

I go to my cocoon
For protection
For solace
For joy

I go there with you
To be alive
To be as one
To be with love

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Hideaways

Blackbird
What time do you go
Blackbird
To where do you go

Is it dusk that calls you
Is it dawn that frees you
Blackbird where do you go to
Blackbird why do you go

On the fences I last saw you
After the music came to a close
Between the fences, my eyes follow
As the breeze so so gently blows

Is the pigeon your nemesis
For from rooftop to rooftop it goes
Or is the swallow your possessive
Swift as swift it flies in rows

Is the stillness then a signal of sight
Just as with the total eclipse
Does the stillness undo the flight
All movement somehow to resist

Where do you go to
Blackbird
What time do you go
Blackbird

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One

No need for fire-pit
Or chimaera
For the sun brings twenty-seven degrees
And a rather blue
Blue sky

When is the time to prune trees
Asks the novice gardener
Yet
As he asks no one but himself
The conversation gradually passes

Looking through the grasses
Looking through the bushes
Catching the sun’s last reflection
Feeling into
The listless breeze

Water is the echo
Or so it seems
Of the ways and means
Spot the flies which settle
Pulling at your shirtsleeve seams

The big bird flies the skyline
Followed by the vapours
From the fading jet streams
The swallows show off real fine
Show gliding as the way to dream

The dusk is in the stillness
As the evening primrose opens
And the thermals wait awhile
So still then now the stillness
Only the moment makes to move

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Features

Clear water splashes
On the carefully placed statue
Meanwhile
The chocolate bar wrappers
Blow off the table

Even without forensic evidence
Or access to DNA testing
The poet could be considered culpable
And therefore named
As the number one suspect

And he is ok with that
For being named number one at anything
Is a step forward
Although it is true he did not hide
The individual Apple Loaves

He cannot now find the very same
Instead he drinks his tea
Watches the bubbles of the fountain
Turn into circular ripples
Across the pond’s surface

All the while
Listening to the water cascading
Down the irregular
Collection of stones
Which make up the main display

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Considerations

Will the pond be full by the morning
Will it be full by October
Is the overgrown greenery
Ever to be calmed

Might the sound of the waterfall
Keep evil spirits at bay
Such as my dark sides
Such as my depressive depths

Are the pebbles simply pebbles
Or do they bring
The energy of the oceans
Their stories of the seas

Such that as the day turns on
We will turn on with it
As waves rising and falling
As tides ebbing and flowing

Knowing full well
That it is we ourselves
Who transport we ourselves
Back and forth as we choose

Wearing whatever we wish
To suit the tremulous times
When all that we hope for
Is almost within our reaching

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