Consciousness, Almost

I feel a deep desire

To explore the thoughts I thought

Yet I know the embers dying in that fire

There is pain to be sold and bought

But, from nowhere comes a flash of light

What if I had to live my life

Through the thoughts I thought

With purest expectation for the fight or flight

Blue skies and raindrops

How does one experience the moment

To write of the thought before the thought stops

To capture the essence as the purpose lies broken

I didn’t remember

I do that fairly often

Just as for your birthday in September

And the flowers which so so slowly soften

The peace here is deafening

As the conscience begins to ring

Calm concentration is threatening

As hopes stand proud to sing

Stretch out the explanations

Of the thoughts we wish to see

Bathe in a free mind’s revelations

As we take our time to be 

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The St Ives Bay Line

From the bluff

To the two pounds twenty

Tins of diet coca-cola

In the shade now

(And it is cold)

On the railway station platform 

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Carbis Bay

He laughs

And he smiles

As he plays in the water

Such a joy

To see his beam of a smile

As he plays in the water

All angst is gone

All fear collapsed

As he plays with his friend in the water

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Cape Cornwall

The quieter man

Moves away

From the quiet place

To the quieter place

At the moment

He has no need of conversation

Which, to be honest

Is not a new thing

I think I told you before

Of his abject refusal

To play his part

In his school’s nativity

I did not understand

But was so so sure

That he was missing out

On something he would later regret

I may well have cajoled and bullied

The boy being at an impressionable age

Such that now he sits alone on the rocks

Posing his questions for the ocean 

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Gwithian Beach

This looks like fun

Teenage surf school

All the young dudes

Showing off and falling off

While eyes are meeting eyes

This looks like fun

Middle aged lessons

With colour coded bibs

And sea drenched hair

While eyes are avoiding eyes

This looks like fun

Turquoise and blue seas

All the way to the lighthouse

Wave after wave after wave

While eyes are distilled by eyes

This looks like fun

Mum breast feeding baby

Where sand and sun

Have fixed the windbreak

While eyes peer into loving eyes

This looks like fun

Wet suits drying on the rack

Surf-guards on their 4 by 4

While eyes are scanning eyes

As the whistle blows

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