Do Not Let It Be

The age of the bicycle is a surprise

Yet will the buyer see it in the same light

Does an object which has seen little or no use

Retain any other value than its age denotes

And if the screw should fit, when you are told it won’t

Is it simply defiance, or stubbornness which makes you try

Never to be defeated; was that, or is that your motto

And if anyone should ask, you won’t show off now, will you

We did take the bicycles to Scotland

To Fife, Anstruther to be particularly precise

We rode them on the coast roads, by the fields of gold

We also took them to the Hebrides, to ride in sunshine and rain

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Leave Me Be

It is mostly about being able to be elsewhere

Not necessarily to escape from suffering

For one may already be in a good place

Yet there is a desire, a calling one might say

For the vast open moorlands

Or the wildly raging seas

Equally, one might be drawn to the warm soft sands

Or the settled hollows among the dunes

It is as though one seeks a solitude

A determination to be freed of disturbance

From wherever that noise may come to trample

For trample it does, to take thought from no-thought

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Talk With Me

There is no stream to flow

Or meadow grass to lie upon

There is no truth to know

Or wild minds to walk among

There are no doubts to grow

Or worries to climb thereon

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Walk With Me

Crimson vermillion

The lanes are not mine anymore

Limes, lemongrass

The hereabouts are thereabouts

Cobalt sky

Summer is summer everywhere

Mustard yellow

I can’t quite be there

Rose marooned

Almost, yes almost

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Ring Back

Sunlight in the morning

Doctor returns my call

Crystals and shadows

Photograph on the wall

What it is to rise early

What it is to feel ok

Cushions on the settee

A playmaker later in the day

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