Where on earth (or space) did we come from?

What intrepid seed made us be?

I like the idea of God

But, my mind's eye won't let me see

They say we're all made of stardust 

So, perhaps, there lies a clue

Just molecules & atoms congealed 

From the old primordial stew 

Were we once nebulae or quasars?

Drifting upon solar winds

Dancing to songs of the universe 

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Who am I?

Who knows? not I !

Perhaps, I'll find out

when I die

When in the ground 

cross armed I lie

and become 

the congregation spy

Will friends & family

sincerely cry

Or, perhaps pretend

and also lie?

Will I hear truths

I now deny?

Or, will they say

'Oh! What a guy!'

Will happy thoughts

of times gone by

Just turn to thoughts

of ...

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On a cold winter's night

They sat, hand in hand

Ravaged by time

Old in design

Two dinosaurs

In a digital age

Still in analogue love

Upon a wireless hub

Sitting on a park bench

Beneath a full moon

At the end of their time

Bodies poised to resign 

In a gathering frost 

They glisten as one

Hands intertwined

Old parchment defined

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From the windswept clifftop

She could see below

Far below into the cove

Where lay, a body upon the sand

And, dragged by tide,

A waving hand

It swayed like the branch

Of a wind-laden tree

Come to me

Oh come to me!

A breath of chill

Now, caressed her skin

Whilst staring down at the cove

And the figure within

And upon her grasped

Su...

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