Light

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Short days again. 

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Light        -        28 Nov 21

Longing for the days gone by 

When the world was not filled 

With the darkness 

Light could be found everywhere 

Still see it when my eyes are closed 

Against the dark 

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Too dark too often. 

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Temptation

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Encouraging to go further. 

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Temptation         -        27 Nov 21 

Drawn into a wicked space

Offered things which please

The senses 

Leading into temptation

Difficult to resist 

Pleasure is its own reward 

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Coming with me? 

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Ice From The Sky

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Quite a lot of this is happening recently. 

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Ice From The Sky         -       26 Nov 21

Pretending to be an hard shower

Sleet rattles against

My windows 

Noise wakes me 

At random times 

Unwanted ice from the sky

Disrupts my peace 

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Cold too.

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Walking Through The Dreams

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Tasting them again. 

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Walking Through The Dreams       -       25 Nov 21 

Freshly woven

Sweetly fragranced 

Never binding 

I am walking through 

The dreams of my life

Experiencing them 

Once again with pleasure 

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Sometimes looking back gives great pleasure. 

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Celebrating Night

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One of those odd little poems.

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Celebrating Night         -        24 Nov 21 

Crisp dark now 

Soft evening fades 

Night takes control

Celebrating victory 

Over the sun filled day 

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I think it was a tie, not a win. 

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Time Remembers

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Time holds a lot of secrets.

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Time Remembers        -        23 Nov 21 

Thought carries feelings 

Across immeasurable distances 

But only time remembers 

What was said 

Between the Souls 

In the secret places 

The Heart creates

For them 

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The mind and body can ask time to tell. 

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Dreaming We

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If we cannot be together in fact then dreaming is good.

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Dreaming We       -       22 Nov 21 

The images of Love 

And lust 

Still fill the night

As I am dreaming we 

Together in thought 

If not in fact

We are always together 

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Dreaming is good. 

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Before The Winter

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How it feels now, wondering what Winter has in store.

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Before The Winter        -        21 Nov 21

Getting a taste 

Of what might be 

To come 

Before the Winter arrives

The temperature drops 

Feels like

Below freezing 

Discomfort 

Waiting for the ice

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Clear nights do not help.

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Tides Of Thought

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Whether I stand by the water's edge in fact or in dream I see the tide.

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Tides Of Thought      -       20 Nov 21 

Ebb and flow

Words intermingle

Form clumps and islands

In the tides 

Of thought washed 

Washed continually

By the dream of the Moon

As I watch the eternal dance 

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My vantage point has no bearing on the dance.

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Questioning Why

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Continually thinking this way lays the seeds of paranoia.

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Questioning Why       -       19 Nov 21

Unexpected things 

Happen when least prepared

Often due to events 

From sources which are

Beyond control 

Questioning why they should 

Affect me personally

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I never know.

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Love Letters

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The written words can often say more than spoken words.

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Love Letters       -       18 Nov 21 

Sometimes the only way

To convey the depth 

Of feeling is to write it out

Let it fill the page

With all the thoughts

Love letters say more 

And tell a deeper truth 

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Sometimes it is not possible to talk.

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Jasmine

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Interesting how thoughts can sometimes wander back when least expected. 

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Jasmine        -        17 Nov 21 

The person or the flower

Both beautiful both enchanting

In their own separate ways

Each has left a memory

A thought within me

Neither can be recalled

To me 

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Each thought is unique and lives on. 

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Outside The Walls

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The light of winter groes dim.

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Outside The Walls        -        16 Nov 21

Fog and rain fill the skies

Outside the walls of the castle 

Within a sad fire fails to warm 

And barely lights the hall

Dark days have come 

And joy has left again 

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Inspired by local weather. 

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Nothing Day

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The year seems filled with days like this.

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Nothing Day        -        15 Nov 21 

Grey sky 

No sun no blue

Wind not blowing 

Birds are silent 

This is a nothing day

When nothing happens 

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There is no inspiration to fill the day with sound. 

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Ever

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An old memory which no longer has a value. 

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Ever         -        14 Nov 21 

There 

In my mind 

Is a remnant of something

Special which occupied my thoughts 

For a long time years ago 

No longer will it ever torment me 

With invalid thoughts 

I put it aside 

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Some things can sit in the thoughts but have no validity.

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The Gates Of Time

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The entrance to eternity. 

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The Gates Of Time        -        13 Nov 21 

Always freely moving

Never locked

Free passage from 

Then to when and

All times between

The gates of time 

Welcome the travellers 

Whenever they go 

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Gates I have been through often.

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Leaving Memories

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Random colours everywhere.

 

 

 

 

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 Leaving Memories         -        12 Nov 21

Confetti of the past

Each piece a fragment

Recalling a part

Of a mosaic

Multicoloured

Many moods

Tiles of wind blown pieces

Leaving memories

Everywhere

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They rival autumn leaves.

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Seeing More

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Be aware of your surroundings. 

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Seeing More        -       11 Nov 21

On a dusty road 

Nothing is clear 

Even the footprints

Are blurred 

A careful eye 

Is seeing more 

And the secrets

Of the journey

Are revealed 

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And you shall see. 

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A Day

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Watch for the moment.

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A Day         - 10 Nov 21 

A moment when 

Eternity is seen 

In profile against a day 

And 

Now 

Fades into the background

That moment fills everything

And now is everywhen

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That moment will surprise you. 

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Calling The Dream

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The dream responds well to a quiet voice. 

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Calling The Dream        -       09 Nov 21

Across the endless lands

A lone figure flies

Though nights and days

In silence 

Listening for the quiet voice 

Calling the dream

To him 

The voice of Love 

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I try to call softly.

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Desire

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A rather intense thought. 

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Desire       -       08 Nov 21 

I want 

You 

I desire 

You 

I want you in my life 

Constantly 

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Am I asking too much? 

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Others

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Feels a bit like politics. 

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Others        -       07 Nov 21 

Things 

Ask for choices to be made 

Things 

Say there is only me 

Things 

Insist that there is only one choice

But there are many 

Others 

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Really feels like a certain political party at election time. 

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More Of You

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I think everybody thinks this way.

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More Of You       -      06 Nov 21

I never feel that 

I am getting enough 

I do not know 

If I am just being greedy 

Or if there is something else

But I do know that 

I want more of you

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Nothing new about that. 

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Between Errors

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Interesting how a poem can be birthed by things not going as planned.

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Between Errors        -        05 Nov 21

Problems happening 

Serial situations

Pilling up against each other

I am pleased that 

Between errors 

Things seem to be 

Running smoothly 

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So pleased that it is over now. 

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In The Arms

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The best place to be. 

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In The Arms        -        04 Nov 21

Fate has a long reach

But Love is more gentle 

I know that I would 

Rather be

In the arms of Love 

Always

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Is there any contest? 

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Otherness

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A stranger here. 

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Otherness        -       03 Nov 21

Somewhere there is a place

Where I am welcome

I am still looking 

I am infused with 

A different energy

My otherness does not 

Permit me to stay 

So I am still looking 

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There is a place. 

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Remembering

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Sometimes they can be embarrassing. 

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Remembering       -       02 Nov 21 

Those little things 

Held in mind 

For another day

Sometimes come out 

To play 

Unbidden 

Involuntary remembering 

Unwanted

Hoping they will go

Back to sleep 

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These things will not do as they are asked.

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And Then The Night

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Sometimes dreams sometimes more.

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And Then The Night      -      01 Nov 21

A slow gentle day 

Quiet and peaceful 

Nothing unexpected

Evening came quietly

Slowly draining light 

From the day 

And then the night 

Wrapped its tendrils

Around the land

Scattered dreams 

Into the homes 

To see how they would grow

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Hope you do not see the something more.

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Remembered Moons

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Suddenly drawn out of a dim past the inspiration for this poem comes.

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Remembered Moons        -       31 Oct 21 

In the nearly forgotten 

Shadows of a late evening

Walking beside a full Moon 

Just rising 

A dream of a day gone 

Remembered moons

Recall the Magicks

To colour the memories 

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I can see that full Moon rising. 

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