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Me v The Moon
Nestled upon a pillow of cloud
The moon sat, big and fat
As I watched it from my garden
In a cul-de-sac
It didn't really do much
Just illuminate the sky
But, then I thought: that alone
Makes it a greater thing than I !
Tuesday 1st December 2020 1:31 pm
journey
The pain
you feel in the days
before you leave
before you put
the life you have
at risk
It´s this pain
that tells you
that this life
the life you had
was worth something
A home
a real home
should never be
an easy thing to leave
Sunday 17th May 2020 7:23 pm
How do we do this...?
How do we do this
One day
After another
Of same
People
Rooms
Food
Clothes
Conversations
When what should we have for dinner becomes
The highlight of the day
And a three mile walk becomes
The only reason to get dressed
At all
How do we do this
How long do we do this
It’s like labor
The worst part
Is not knowing how long
it will l...
Tuesday 21st April 2020 5:24 pm
The flower in my hand
I hold this flower
In my hand.
Yellow and perfect.
Like European star.
Like my heart
Is bound to this place.
My ear used to different languages,
My nose used to all these smells,
Smells of freedom.
In a continent of so many colours,
Blossoming friendships
And beautiful memories.
I keep this flower alive
As long as I can.
I know it will die
Like the freedom
That leaves us.
E...
Monday 16th March 2020 10:37 pm
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