Where I was alone
To move to a new place
Where I am alone
One place had loneliness
One place had peace
Still I search for both
When I am alone
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Wednesday 5 October 2016
Said
I left that place
Where I was alone
To move to a new place
Where I am alone
One place had loneliness
One place had peace
Still I search for both
When I am alone
Where I was alone
To move to a new place
Where I am alone
One place had loneliness
One place had peace
Still I search for both
When I am alone
Tuesday 4 October 2016
Instant
That this time
As the pen writes on the paper
Before the keyboard is tapped
That I might engage
In more than myself
To be with you for a few moments
Walking down the garden
I don’t want to say any more
Not just now
It is not the fear of flight
For I have often flown
It is not the fear of immersion
For I was often immersed
It is not the fear of crying
For I feel crying to be a brave gesture
But just for that moment
I had to stop
I was welling up, and felt quite hopeless
As the pen writes on the paper
Before the keyboard is tapped
That I might engage
In more than myself
To be with you for a few moments
Walking down the garden
I don’t want to say any more
Not just now
It is not the fear of flight
For I have often flown
It is not the fear of immersion
For I was often immersed
It is not the fear of crying
For I feel crying to be a brave gesture
But just for that moment
I had to stop
I was welling up, and felt quite hopeless
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Monday 3 October 2016
Hemswell Cliff Antiques
I feel like a young man
But how old am I
They look like old people
But how young are they
Would it help
If we knew each others story
Would it make a difference
To make structural alterations
And provide surface decoration
I feel like an old man
But how young am I
They look like young people
But how old are they
But how old am I
They look like old people
But how young are they
Would it help
If we knew each others story
Would it make a difference
To make structural alterations
And provide surface decoration
I feel like an old man
But how young am I
They look like young people
But how old are they
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Sunday 2 October 2016
What We Make Of Life
I am missing my half-way cup of coffee
It would have been about this time
Instead I listen to the dishwasher
And the upstairs floors creaking
I might forget the days
This one is a Monday
I won’t forget the nights
Still, quiet, aloud in passion
I had the dreams
Of a man on vacation
Engaging, satisfying, no trouble
And a few of my favourite people
Now the domestic noise is gone
And I listen to the wind
(Always thinking of King Crimson)
I look out onto leafless trees
Tomorrow will be aTuesday
Already the dishwasher begins again
The doves and pigeons are fluttering
The distant factory is in full production
It would have been about this time
Instead I listen to the dishwasher
And the upstairs floors creaking
I might forget the days
This one is a Monday
I won’t forget the nights
Still, quiet, aloud in passion
I had the dreams
Of a man on vacation
Engaging, satisfying, no trouble
And a few of my favourite people
Now the domestic noise is gone
And I listen to the wind
(Always thinking of King Crimson)
I look out onto leafless trees
Tomorrow will be aTuesday
Already the dishwasher begins again
The doves and pigeons are fluttering
The distant factory is in full production
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Saturday 1 October 2016
More Or Less
The gloss is the gloss
The words have no more
Or no less meaning
The body is bathed in light
The same light today
As two thousand years ago
The reflections are the reflections
The thoughts have no less
Or no more meaning
The mind is bathed in silence
The same silence today
As two thousand years ago
The dreams are the dreams
The deeds have no more
Or no less meaning
The soul is bathed in love
The same love today
As two thousand years ago
The life is the life
The rewards have no less
And no more meaning
The words have no more
Or no less meaning
The body is bathed in light
The same light today
As two thousand years ago
The reflections are the reflections
The thoughts have no less
Or no more meaning
The mind is bathed in silence
The same silence today
As two thousand years ago
The dreams are the dreams
The deeds have no more
Or no less meaning
The soul is bathed in love
The same love today
As two thousand years ago
The life is the life
The rewards have no less
And no more meaning
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