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Laments of imagination
"The laments of imagination”
Everytime and every-other time,
I duelled with my life on- line,
Against those “worst-case scenarios”;
I created for the better
for mine.
We always gone,
Toe-to-toe,
Each other's best foe.
“nah, I will win and give it a run”,
I thought to myself.
While anxiety made me stun,
I got stung ,
And created a new river to run;
Wi...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:38 pm
nothing...
We lie between the pages of a flimsy book
Sighing in a quaver’s breath
Flit like a dream
Wafting like autumn valley smoke
As enduring as a love letter in sand
Soft as a water colour after rain
Melting to nothing nothing nothing…
Open a window let me fly away
Leave go my hand and don’t say stay
Other atoms wait to stir me in
I go with nothing n...
Sunday 10th June 2012 9:40 am
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