Away and home

Cakes and ale

Both are fine

Though not together

What else

Then to find

That is better apart

For instance

The singing bowl

And the bodhrán

May in the future

Be looked back upon

As soulmates

While the coir rug

Points to the flat

In Kingsbridge

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Home and away

Raindrops

Fall on the yard

Where leaves already await

Yesterday’s trip

Beside the drain

On worn out subsided roads

Today it is the sound

Which I take as kindness

A sort of companion to silence

And with that

I am taken to the Cotswolds

To the monastery

Once housed

In a brutalist modernist building

But now somewhat different

Time moves on

Societies rise and fall

I live as living proof of such

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Plain

What I see

Is the big big tree

Way way bigger

Than me

At first I bask

In its enormity

Gathering in

Also letting through the sunlight

But on closer inspection

I become concerned

At its significant lack of symmetry

Out of sync almost two-fold

The west side stretches

To where the west side sun resides

The east side closes up

To were the east side sun rises but moves on

How long can this go on

The cousin across the green

Has already suffered the ignominy

Of replacement

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Silver Birds

Into the mist

As if

No don’t go there

Ok, if you must

Out in the distance

Different

Kinds

Of aeroplanes

That one listed for tourism

This one

Well abstaining of war

I suppose

Back from the resistance

Pray do tell; did you crossover

You didn’t, well

It’s no matter

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Being I

So far from god

I find another god

The god of I

I, being I

So out of touch

With all I had to touch

The touch of I

I, touching I

Four walls

And a resounding mind

Where else to be

I, sounding I

Years of love

More years than memories

How to make any sense

I, remembering I

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