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Unnaturally Out of Place

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I could never be a poet

Of Nature and Place.

I have no literary skills

To describe how the ground

Gives way underfoot as

You walk into a bog unawares.

I don’t notice the coal tits,

Kestrels, grouse, pheasants,

Or even curlews with their curling call.

I know neither the names nor

Topographical features of

Kinder Scout with its downfall,

Mam Tor, Eccles Pike, or W...

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Gotta Be

zoom zoom zoom look who stepped in the room I'm okay look at that wherever we roam at it's gotta be don't you want that highly gotta notice my question used  as mad discretion true words I spit get hectic don't you know it's me respect it today I got the gun and me it is me on the run every question I ask I believe that so what that is where I am at believe in you that's,the math too I love it you...

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On paths

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On paths we cross,
threads connecting
in place 


Our alignments tangle
in a web
of time 


Flashes trapped
as water drops 
on glass


When day closes,
our vapour trails
I trace


Those moments in place,
roll like ripples 
on a lake


Those places in time,
held like snow globes 
in my mind

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Answer to a Prayer

I was kind of hoping,
That you would come along,
Like the answer to a prayer,
And the music to a song.

Like the kind of thing that happens,
At a special place and time,
That will change our lives forever,
Like a fantasy of mine.

The fantasy was there before,
I ever knew your name,
And now that I have found you,
We will never be the same.

So, pardon, if I look at you,
Forgive me if I s...

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time is a place


Time is the space between the small places, the moments we call now and here is the place and time of our memory as one together.

I would like to take a falling autumn leaf and press it in the pages of my life, a memory of what was and can never again be, a time that ebbs and flows, ebbs and flows, ebbs and flows, like the dappled sunlit water rippling gently at the edge of the great ...

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