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Peace

July 6, 201814 Comments

Peace comes easy in the glade birdsong soothing every moment Peace comes easy in the forest trees whispering songs of the ancients Peace comes easy in the cabin time moving so slowly it is stopping but how do I find Peace in the broken how do i find Peace in the war zones how do … Continue reading Peace

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Jump the fire

April 30, 2018May 2, 201811 Comments

I would Beltane you a wish this good eve Spring you a new beginning for the road Handfast you to the life you dream of for a year and a day as the time wheels forward Bless you a moment to reflect on all that is and will be and Maypole your vision to the … Continue reading Jump the fire

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bruised sky

April 29, 2018May 2, 201814 Comments

we threw shadows and lover's sweat about the long night wild and shapeless with only the moment that mattered the theatre of the near doomed projected by moonlight to only two viewers on the still ocean of relationship's dusk lunar sea replaced by the rising sun of a bright new dawn you pinched my bum … Continue reading bruised sky

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chrysalis

April 28, 2018May 2, 20182 Comments

i can often be the most destructive weapon i know bringing myself to my knees with one hard thought from a place of high happy contentment and glow to a dark and brooding cave where no light exists i can learn from this destructive weapon i know that shadow and light are both part of … Continue reading chrysalis

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ha-ha-ha-haibun

April 27, 2018May 2, 201817 Comments

"Do you know the piano's on my foot?"  I asked my daughter. "Sorry" she said completely unawares of the pun door I had opened for her to step through. At 13 she had lots still to learn. You had to laugh though right? Pushing and pulling a piano from the jeep across the car park … Continue reading ha-ha-ha-haibun

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5 days to go….

April 26, 2018May 2, 201818 Comments

five knocked upon my door today enquiring as to the state of things poetically speaking   i told him he was the beginning of the end so he left my next encounter is likely to be four- midable given his propensity towards in the box thinking he's such a square i will dispense with him … Continue reading 5 days to go….

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slow days

April 25, 2018May 2, 201817 Comments

twenty five days in and my poem has sloth written all over it   Am appropriate American sentence for NaPoWriMo day 25. Hanging as always with the Toads

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2-3-2

April 24, 2018May 2, 201810 Comments

  of two i see one reflect   ice wall reflecting no one   spring face in mirror who looks   mirror my image not me   reflect in mirror the self   mirror reflecting only     Day 24 of NaPoWriMo and as always I'm hanging with the Toads This micro poem consists of … Continue reading 2-3-2

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non poem

April 23, 2018May 2, 201813 Comments

don't mind me ( the not poet) i'm being mindfully absent whilst my poet mind takes a trip into the animated world of words that can be mined like rich seams of anthracite for the fueling of this err...this....err....oh never mind! I'm the (not poet) What did you expect?   NaPoWriMo day 23 and as … Continue reading non poem

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learning to fly

April 22, 2018May 2, 201817 Comments

“You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”  ― Annie Dillard   i think that human flight is possible where trust is the only required fuel but in whom is it placed. oneself is a good place to begin if only you can find who and where … Continue reading learning to fly

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