Dress Sense

New truths
From dawn through
To December

Lent by a friend
Back then
Always to remember

Send her your love
You don’t know
If she still feels

Depend upon to see her
In those
Vainglorious heels

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Drought

There is a need
To water the roots
In these parched times
One needs cups of fresh water
Or jugfuls, imagined from the past

Ice cool, fascination

There was a need
To pluck the weeds
From those wasteful times
One needed cups of fresh water
To replenish, the spillage of the past

Cool blue, interpretation

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Pause

Don’t turn on the radio
Don’t watch the television
Listen to your own thoughts
Follow your inner vision

Tune into the silence
Meditate with calm
Contemplate your own thoughts
Stretch your unsteady arm

Be thankful for the moment
Take in a deeper breath
Silence is your answer
A welcome of such light caress

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One Time Moreover

All of those early mornings
Sunlight through open-windows
Warm rays against the shutters
Fresh breeze, golden thoughts

To stand, to be
To stand, to be

All of those early mornings
Frost for the taming thrush
Mist on the distant bush
Cold warmth, golden thoughts

To stand, to be
To stand, to be

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Repetitive

I have given up
Times many before
I have shaved to the core
Only to find me wanting

I have left the cup
Once again too often
I have tried to cut loose, to soften
Only to find me wanting

I have edged the stirrup
From the breached harness
I have thus blunted the sharpness
Only to find me wanting

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