Travelled

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I had a few good suggestions from someone special on how to refine this poem, I took them gratefully and you now see the final version. 

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Travelled     -     01 Dec 19 

In a dark night when stars 

Are sleeping 

Clouds talk of other days 

Under other suns 

Drifting and awakening 

I have seen the moons 

Dance in a scarlet sky

Over distant worlds 

Which carry no name 

No peoples trod the land 

No words to tell the tales 

Of other worlds beyond 

Between undertaking 

And the depths of sanity 

Imagined shades in the night 

I have travelled where I cannot be 

Reality does not want me 

I have seen enough 

I shall return 

To my homeworld 

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I think this works, what is your opinion?

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Edges

The opening line had been lurking in my mind the whole day yesterday and suddenly, just a few seconds after midnight, it formed into what you are about to read.

Edges  -  18 Mar 13

Edge of the world

Nowhere else to go

I look over

I see me

Looking at me

Wondering who

I am

Edge of time

Nowhen else to explore

In the mirror

Clockface hands clap

Taunt the faces

Of the watchers

Edge of sanity

Nowho else to ask

I ask myself

The same questions

Over and over

Why am I?

Bordering on the tantalising edge of surrealism.  Thank you Muse for your nudges.