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Great Warmth of a Curious Heart
Lurking in the natural world
there are sentences, still unspoken
always waiting to be written
frozen in time
waiting for the great warmthÂ
of a curious heart
Haunting at the edges of the living world
are spirits of the unspoken connectivity in people
dead and alive, the as-yet unborn
caught between planes
waiting for the flashlight beam
of a curious heart
There is an untapped seem ...
Tuesday 4th December 2012 10:29 am
Ashes to Ashes
Love sick,
Love torn,
Love lost,
misplaced trust,
not in God,
but in us,
in I and you,
what was lust
turned so quickly
to earth scorched
red as angry rust.
There ain't no God, Mister,
there ain't no God,
but those who believe
believe in what they must
until that final day
when boxed and earthed
we will return
ashes to ashes
and dust to dust.
Friday 3rd February 2012 12:42 am
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