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You're Welcome

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You're Welcome

 

Lovely smiles at early morning, 
Poetic voice says: “Hello” 
Shiny eyes yearning look.
 Asking happily “How are you?” 

 

When did we met and where! 
Few years ago, may be more 
It was crowded party there 
When she shines out of the door 

 

We had a table, but no talk 
Merrily smile, she looks shy 
Asked timidly can we walk? 
I shook hands, then walk...

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Epiphany in the Early Morning

Low early autumn sun

a lone long strand of spider silk

                stretched across the window glass

                above a tiny downy feather like a snowflake

shivering in the breeze

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Quiet River

Quiet River

 

When the morning's flight

lifts the darkened blind,

and slows the speed of time,

be ready in your heart and mind

 

with gratitude, as you drift

on a sweet and quiet river,

lined by silent watchers;

remember their gifts, and the jewels

                           of the givers,

 

For that light is sure to glow

fierce and steady in your memory -

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The power of a place

Let the sound of the seas swell wash away the pain

Let the whoosh and crush of pebbles float away the strain

Morning light shimmering across flat sparkling sea

Morning swimmers lightly shivering as they rush to shore

Boys and girls peddle, skate and scoot by

Direction not known but heading for fun

Happy voices bouncing all around

Only early but excitement abounds

New vistas...

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Dance Dance

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes up

To the worlds glorious rise

To her chant, her breath, her freedom

Her nurturing boundaries

Such nectar,

 

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes up

In the evening I shall rest

Rest inside her sweet surrender

Contented to my soil rich roots

For the world has been my playground

 

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes u...

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Venetian morning

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Slatted blinds

cast sun drenched lines

that slowly creep 

to wake still minds

 

and rousing them

with fresh shed rays

are angled open

revealing days

 

unfolding all

that lies before

the fiery globe

swings wide the door

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Typical

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Another moist, reluctant sunrise
through the night sweat morning dew
emancipated
the worm pushed towards the light
loosely erect

Across the lawn
the over stuffed pigeon
puffed up her unkempt plumage
cooed a taunt
How dare you wake up today
How dare you show that you tried today

Waddling heavily
she pinched him up
gluttony oozing
heaved him away
apatheticaly consenting to his fate

...

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Porridge

Porridge

 

In the morning

make sure I calculate

precise,

Flat packet grains compress

into calibrated measure,

To be levelled

then dispensed,

With milk added to twice the degree,

Stirred,

Placed in microwave,

A minute of vibrational rotation.

Stirred,

Returned for half the spell of time.

Withdrawn,

Stirred.

Seed topping on the milky mass,

Insalt...

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The Dawn

"It's coming!"
 
The excited chatter began
among the blades of grass
Damp with dew
Clamouring with anticipation
of a new day
 
But that sunrise
with its hues of pinks, blues and
smiling white clouds
was born to be seen
and exploded silently
All the better to listen
 
The hedges crinkled in admiration
The fields cooed one by one
Even the surliest of trees
blinked in th...

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Dawn

Dawn is naked and alive
pirouetting in the street outside
she is a broad grey sky, endless above

It's not rain...
just some foggy spray licking windows
a coat the building wears
a metaphor I cannot interpret
all irony is groggily lost on me
yawning with my whole body
struggling with the load of memory
I'm oiling daily

So maybe I should stay indoors
get the fire going, boil the kett...

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A fall in the Morning

 

 

The razor cold breeze whipped at the small child.

For the tall pines grew below the cliff—no help--

And offered their apologies in their own way,

Filling the air with their sharp centric scent

And swaying like an ocean of green in the wind.

 

But, that day, the boy could not tell trees from tears,

And he could not smell aught but what he tasted:

Just copper and sa...

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Morning's Moon

I try to understand but do not know

what science explains: physics

or optics or geometrics or plain old

straight-line-is-the-shortest-difference.

 

Moon’s crescent bowl holds pure

white milk, defeating gravity’s pull

that levels water, that lets me

understand emotional truth of balance.

 

I wonder how the sun can pasteurize

the moon since I can’t see the sun.

Li...

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Your dawn chorus

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In our deliberately darkened bedroom, 
the silvery slivers of this day's first light
softly kiss the contours of your face,
carefully carving out each perfect curve 
like a sand-dune's crest
beneath a bright new moon.
These lines,
as bold and clear as Nevada neon,
sing out in harmony
a dawn chorus of good fortune
heard by my eyes alone...

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Loveluckmorning

Good Morning, Good Morning

this house is awakening
it yawns and stretches its
aged bones, as last night’s ghosts scurry
home, with the copper blood running
warm through worm pricked floors

I lie,like you, while you lie,
like me, under the nights warm stink
and the claw and the purr
of the cat’s half lidded lazy gaze
as the foundations shake with each
passing race of 18 wheel freight

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This Morning

Distant chill and early morning

Rising in the cold

The car's all frozen thawing slowly

Where’s my woolly scarf?

 

The radios drones on with a weather warning

And I’m shivering in the cold

The kettle seems to be taking ages

The toast is taking its time

Where’s the butter and marmalade?

It’ll be cold today, I’m told

 

Gloved and scarved, scraper in ...

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Weekend Quest

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Good morning campers

 Time for more ramblings from my mind, spewing forth on the page like a student at a house party. Something a bit more story based from me this time, Inspired by a recent trip to Berlin and a simply amazing club called Weekend. I think the poem tells you everything else you need to know.

 

Weekend Quest

Low lit square at 3AM
Carriage pulls up
Exchange made...

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MAKING DO WITH MISERY

Morning comes but once a day

And that's enough for me.

I face each day without you,

Making do with misery.

 

Morning comes but once a day,

My punishment goes on,

For all the ways I hurt you

In the dark times dead and gone.

 

Morning comes but once a day,

And with it comes the light,

To show me what I know so well

That there's no end in sight.

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Balloons in the tree

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Pass me the toys I'll play with you

lets load the riffle let the bullet go loose!

Who's gonna shoot the balloons in the tree?

Who's gonna pull the knives out of me?

 

Your little sister now owns your touch

cook for the robots 'cause they fought for us

we'll never let the kite go fly free

we never ever will let you leave

 

So you've really got it going

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Breakfast Epiphany

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There are days
that songs are stifled
or the throat hoarse and weary
No more do notes glide softly -
raking leaves strewn across
the littered lawn
their butterfly wings
hung up in the wait
for another sunny day.


There are nights
that stars squander
their luminescence
on unappreciative lovers
roaming listlessly by
a moonlit shore
their brilliant points
curl up...

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