Imbalance

More than

Yet also

Further away than

That is farther

Than as you appear

Nearer than

Obscure

Yet clearer than

For sure more sincere

Than you might fear

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Connecting

Tapping, intermittently

By the workmen

With the wires

I don’t mind

No, honestly

For it becomes

A source of inspiration

Reminds me of my mum

On the phone for hours

To her best friend Margaret

Over sixty years ago

Also of my decision

Not to have a telephone

In my flat at Anchor Court

Instead I wrote letters

And today

Out in my cold, cold shed

Some of the replies are safely boxed up

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Position

I’m not even CEO

In my own home

And I live alone

Why is that do I hear you ask

Well Twitter for one

Someone liking a post of mine

From a week last Thursday

And those guys and girls

On Email, who either promise

To get my website to number one

Or offer me A Rainy Night In Georgia

If you catch my drift, which you might

If you are your own

Chief Executive Officer

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Stories

He could not be in there

Yet, at that very moment

I thought to be down the well

With Mr Pye

This is the time of time

Not to be elsewhere

As the thoughts tumble

From the subconscious to the here and now

The sky is grey and blue

More one side than the other

The old days become the new days

While time works its miracles

Next door my neighbours

Are having their wi-fi upgraded

He told me this

Two weeks or so ago

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Pitifully Peaceful

The ache that does not go away

The ache that has not yet arrived

Such is the tour de force of life

That no one time will be forgotten

Also, that those same spaces

Those exactly similar feelings

Are not, quite unexpectedly

There for the sharing

A lifetime of individuation

Each one unique

Each one with its own aura

Where only our emptiness dances

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