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Past's Prologue
The trees still sentinel stood
their green leaves whispering
rustling gently in the wood
in the same soft breeze
and I know some summer birds
sang in their canopy
a requiem without words
'neath the same blue sky
that through every passing year
quietly watched over me
safe within Ceredig's sphere
It has been too long a time
since our firs...
Tuesday 9th April 2019 2:20 pm
Return
Night.
I am transported by
a narrow orange moon
and a million stars
the still cool air
the silence of the yard
I am welcomed by
a single ghostly owl swoop
over the sheep fields
the creak of my gate
the scratch of my key on the lock
then
the silent click...
Sunday 18th November 2018 12:23 pm
When...
When I have gone
what waits this room
with its vacuum
where I sat?
Does
my chair sits sightless
musing at my absence
midst space bereft
my music play on?
After I have left
ask my empty bed
all sheeted void
about my dreams
Does
my mattress dent
minding my long night wraiths
maintain my ...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 4:39 pm
Earth Treasure
What is that glint
as the sod breaks and crumbles:
a sparkling hint
of discovery
as I dig the dusty summer soil?
This old garden has gained lost treasures
of man, woman and child for centuries -
What lies uncovered?
Teased from the clod
I find a tiny glass heart and this ...
Sunday 15th October 2017 10:26 am
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