Finding New

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Always trying to find a little spice to add to life. 

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Finding New       -       24 Aug 21 

Tired of seeing

The same things 

Almost every day

I am going on a quest

In the hope 

Of finding new things

To bring a little interest

To my everyday life 

My other life is special

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No, I am not telling you what is in my other life. 

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Another Place

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When exploring takes you. 

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Another Place     - 03 Sep 20 

The quest takes me far 

Through lands I have 

Never seen before 

All in the world 

Of your thought 

Remembering 

There is always 

Another place 

To explore 

In the minds eye 

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Never be constrained by the paths. 

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In The Mystery Of Night

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Night holds many mysteries, this is just one of them. 

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In The Mystery Of Night     -    14 Jan 20 

Searching in musty tomes 

For a way to unlock 

The mystery 

Held in the vaults 

Of the darkest night 

The quest continues 

I feel at times that 

I am dreaming 

And I am getting close 

The quest continues 

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Will the vault ever be opened? 

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Search

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Always looking.

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Search    -   13 May 19

Across the eternal realms
Watchers kept a careful eye
On other players as they moved
Across an insubstantial land
The quest continued
As all the players
Maintained the search
To find the missing piece
The King awaits the Queen

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Playing chess in infinity.

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Looking

When I accepted the "Seven Day Challenge" to post seven photographs to my Facebook page I intended to put certain images up but for whatever reason I could not find them.





Looking  -  29 Oct 17

Searching for an image

To satisfy a quest

Unfound

Others present themselves

Unexpectedly

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Still looking

I think I managed to satisfy the challenge requirements.

Princess

A new addition to the "Five Thousand Miles" sequence.





Princess  -  08 Jul 15

She said she was
A princess
In a far-off land
She told me tales
About her country
Five thousand miles
Away
Her quest for a consort
To share her life
And share her Love





I rather like the way these are going.

The Quest

From fairly innocuous opening lines I had no idea where Muse would take me - the middle and end of this poem was a surprise to me, see where it takes you.





The Quest - 29 Mar 10

Aurora paints the sky
Dawn lifts the veil
The sun peeps between
Misted trees
New day

Birds serenade
As animals scurry
Returning to their rest
Shake the dew
From grassy banners

Feeling the early fire
Of the day
Touch my face
Pull the sleep
From stagnant corners
Of my mind
Awake my body
Propel me into action
To try to find me
Amongst
The remnants
Of old me
Shattered pieces
Discarded
Scattered across the lawn
Or hung to dry
Like tattered clothing
On leafless bushes

Will I find me?
I have no idea
But still...
I quest





Now written, I ask Muse what it means but all I get is an enigmatic smile...