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Ones that could not possibly be answered?
The assurance of peace,
Robbed.
I suppose now I must find solace in the unknown,
That perhaps ignorance could be my silver lining.
It is not.
Nightmares take shape from loose ends,
The brain defaults to fear when it must assume.
Fear circumvents my ambition,
How can I continue,
When I will never know?
My focus limited due...
Tuesday 26th April 2022 3:55 pm
What is it I see?
Father,
what is it I see?
In this place down below
Where rich tides of life
ebb, and then flow
Where beauty & horror
Rub shoulders like friends
And the dominant species
Both destroy, and defend
What is it I see?
When the colours of dawn
Turn, too soon, to darkness
In a gathering storm
Not made from the seasons
But the breath of i...
Friday 11th March 2022 4:20 pm
The mouse and the Lion
How much harm is inflicted by ambition and power
that carrying war in itself,
sheds blood,
tears and grief
How little does evil and hatred care about
slaughtering children and elders
or the present and the future of a country
How absolutely insane may corruption and ego become
to smother, desolate and crush a garden
Ukraine, you have been orphaned,
but ...
Friday 11th March 2022 4:08 pm
In the world of her
On the threshold she stood,
Of the house where her life smiled.
Waving wildly her small arms at him,
Of whom she was the only child.
Inside sat the lady of the house,
Silencing her sobs and drinking up her tears.
Careful not to let the the happy bird know,
Chasing her was the worst of her fears.
All laiden with arms covered under his coat,
To not let the little...
Thursday 3rd March 2022 2:37 pm
Spanish Stillness
Walking
The world around me is how it used to be:
Fresh, alive, peaceful, welcoming.
Alone but not alone,
I’m part of this world again,
not fighting it
not worrying.
Not competing and being judged.
A modest meal awaits,
with good wine,
a shower
A bed.
Tuesday 22nd February 2022 7:44 am
La Faba - 2017
After the Meseta,
after the heat,
after the stones.
The green hills
the shady paths
the views.
The way is rocky and steep.
Don’t stumble,
keep your balance and
Breathe.
Peace around you.
And then there it is – La Faba.
I have arrived
And part of me will never leave.
Tuesday 22nd February 2022 7:26 am
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