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These Cages Aren’t Metaphors Anymore
A man loves freedom outside his own abode
Not quick to drink but virtues soon are lost
How fast luck moves! Escape though? ‘Twas so close
Pulled over, cuffed, he learned this liquor’s cost
Now should he leave this fearful site unscathed
He’ll prosper after papers set him free
The luck remained and helped him walk that day
Yet cells contained inmates in need of leave
Surviva...
Sunday 8th December 2019 5:14 am
Starchild's Keeper- A Sonnet
Father Thunder cracked, Mother Thunder struck!
through a cosmic tango, your divine birth!
And into a mad stellar chase I broke
begging to glow as your mirror on Earth...
I plunge into the ocean after dark,
and swim in this indigo-silver trance.
I relish in your splendor, hear the lark
his, a song of sorrow and jubilance.
though bittersweet it couldn't ever spoil
this ne...
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 11:03 am
The Distinct Challenges of Hyperfocus
Straddling a life between town and country,
I remember you once stood on a snake.
You never saw it as we were shouting,
Until you moved and it slithered away.
Once you walked into a concrete column,
As I told you to hurry and catch up.
But you were focused and a little solemn,
Just searching for green anoles close up.
So many times you fell into a pond,
And I had to pull...
Thursday 4th April 2019 3:46 pm
In Memoriam
In Memoriam
The gravestones in this place are wet with tears
Of children, wives and husbands who have stood
Beside dark holes that swallow up their fears
Replacing ice water where once flowed blood.
November skies are grey and hold no lights,
The flowers flattened in a winter gale
That whips away dark thoughts the widow fights
To keep hidden behind her mourning veil.
...Thursday 4th April 2019 2:17 pm
Snow Fields
The soft blown snow that fell five days ago
Crisp frozen now by these five frosty nights
Still blankets all the fields and moors to show
Where pheasant clattered off on noisy flights
While footfall of the lesser birds is scribed
Less deep; and here a small bank vole has run;
There passed red fox and rabbit side by side
Though time kept them apart and saved the one
At the wo...
Tuesday 5th February 2019 9:53 am
Puppetmasters
We see them on the news most every night,
pontificating, make believe they’re wise.
Myself, I think they talk a load of shite!
Does anybody understand these guys?
They tell us what to do and how to feel,
persuading us they know what’s best for us;
that we should acquiesce and let them deal
with everything, and not create a fuss.
They stroke us like a pet they woul...
Tuesday 29th January 2019 12:04 pm
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