Shipboard

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Dreaming of a long, long journey. 

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Shipboard        -       02 Feb 23 

We were ready 

Everything was stowed 

Movement about to begin 

The shipboard lights 

Flickered momentarily 

To indicate the start 

Of the journey 

We were on the way 

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I will not say to where we go. 

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Colour Of Evening

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Slowly fading into black. 

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Colour Of Evening        -        01 Feb 23 

The day was fairly clear 

As evening closed in 

The colour of evening 

Lost definition 

Faded fast into black 

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All colours fade eventually. 

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Today And Tomorrow

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Looking at the options that are or might be. 

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Today And Tomorrow       -       31 Jan 23 

Options 

Viewing the probilities 

Of possible progress 

From today and into 

Tomorrow

Seeing where they 

Might lead 

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All the possible directions. 

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On Wheel

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I have experienced something new. 

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On Wheel        -        30 Jan 23 

I have travelled 

In buses 

In cars 

On various wheeled things 

But never before

To the best of my knowledge 

In a wheel chair

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Convenient but sensitive to every bump. 

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Hands Warm

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Need to get warm. 

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Hands Warm        -       29 Jan 23 

Wondering where to put them 

When I need to warm 

My fingers and hands 

Nowhere seems appropriate 

Or polite 

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Just have to remain uncomfortable and cold. 

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Tasting Night Air

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The flavour of the air is different at other times of day. 

 

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Tasting Night Air        -       28 Jan 23

A certain crispness to 

The night air 

Walking on the heath 

With my mouth open 

Tasting the flavours

And texture of the air 

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An experience to be savoured. 

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Down

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Trying to return to vertically is not always easy. 

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Down       -       27 Jan 23 

Involuntary change 

Of orientation can be painful 

Getting back from down 

Can be more so 

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Personal experience, not to be recommended. 

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Time Play

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In the morning nothing seems real. 

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Time Play        -       25 Jan 23 

Sounds 

Words 

Time 

Changes 

Alters 

Perception 

Play 

Alchemy 

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Nothing is real. 

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Waking Mysteries

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In the night I stir and wonder. 

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Waking Mysteries        -         24 Jan 23 

Who is speaking 

To the wind 

Disturbing the owls 

Keeping me waking 

In the mysteries 

Of night 

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I never know. 

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Questing

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Looking for something I have used before but now cannot be traced no matter where I look. 

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Questing       -        23 Jan 23 

Dropped off the face 

Of the Earth 

Gone without a trace 

I have not given up 

I am still questing 

One day I shall find it 

I hope 

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Life is a little emptier without it. 

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Slim Crescent

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I never get to see them, either too much cloud or the wrong time of day. 

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Slim Crescent       -      22 Jan 23

A slice carved from the sky 

Dangles above the horizon 

Moon sliver 

What is to come 

When the thin crescent 

Grows 

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I watch her whenever I can. 

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Where Does It Go

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Trying to trace cables. 

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Where Does It Go      -      21 Jan 23 

Stubbornly unconnected 

Nothing wants to 

Indicate where it should be 

Where does it go 

A plea 

A desperate request

Cannot see any connection 

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Almost a supplication. 

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Today I Watch

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I always watch. 

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Today I Watch        -        20 Jan 23

Nothing better to do 

The day gives special 

Pleasure to the watchers 

As they observe 

My turn today 

I watch carefully 

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Sometimes gentle intervention is necessary. 

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No Such Thing

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What a coincidence they say. 

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No Such Thing        -       19 Jan 23 

When Soul makes 

A request 

The universe answers 

No such thing 

As a coincidence 

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It only seems that way to an untrained mind. 

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Little Talk

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In a moment between words, the silence is deafening. 

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Little Talk         -        18 Jan 23

Listening to the silence 

Of little talk 

Words do not matter 

Only the space between sounds 

Carries the required information 

In the silence information flows 

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Words are not always necessary. 

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Ribbon

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Like time unravelling. 

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Ribbon        -       17 Jan 23 

Knots dissapating 

Air is a solvant 

A ribbon dipped 

Soon vanishes 

Leaving less than a 

Smear on the morrow 

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Things often disappear. 

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Intermittent

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Moments pass just out of reach between the flickering light. 

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Intermittent       -       16 Jan 23 

Clock determines circular time 

A fiction for time has no shape 

Reading time from the intermittent 

Splashes of light from a tumbling 

Mirror in a sideshow nightmare 

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Where does this go. 

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Secrets Held

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In a time 

When the words 

Have no real value 

Except to the speaker 

The listener often 

Ignores what is said

So the secrets 

Are held between people 

And sometimes 

Only by one 

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Do you listen. 

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Sleet Hissing

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Sudden random sound. 

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Sleet Hissing         -       14 Jan 23 

The effect of tiny ice 

On a plastic roof 

Is quite starting 

When unexpected 

Sleet hissing 

At me 

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Is it trying to make a point. 

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Letting The Day Flow

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Do not try to hold it back. 

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Letting The Day Flow        -        13 Jan 23 

Whatever needs to happen 

Will happen 

Getting in the way 

Just makes it harder 

And more painful 

Letting the day flow 

Is so much easier and 

Pleasant 

Try it you will like it 

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Life is easier when you don't argue. 

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