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Liminal
Liminal
I live in the spaces
Between leaving and arriving,
Jumping and landing,
Fearing and surviving.
(Clutching my duffel bag on the bus
To dreaded childhood swimming lessons.)
Half asleep, half awake.
Tests all done, results await.
Sweet honeyed pause before
The axe falls, the hospital calls.
Racing mind, facing blind panic, the reels that wind.
Life in...
Wednesday 15th June 2022 4:30 am
May I Never
A poem about getting old... and staying young.
May I Never
I may never rule the world with theories so fine
May never run past Bolt, smile and duck across the line.
I may never meet Mandela, Obama or the Queen,
I may never solve all wars, or stop leaders being mean.
I may never reach a hundred, run for thirty miles,
I may never help the hungry, turn their cries to happy...
Wednesday 10th January 2018 10:33 am
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