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Looking Out
I was young, I was clay
I was given to looking out
and there upon the train seat
a gift from the universe
A barely filled notebook
no name, no number
no way to find the owner
it piqued my curiosity…
With pencil then, I tried to fill it
with all my words, my wonderings
my secret truths
but it went nowhere
just collected dust upon my shelf
A few months gone by
still young, my paint...
Thursday 15th July 2021 9:54 am
Let The Tide Decide
On some night-time road
with only the distant moon
or your dimming torch
meting its weak light out
Do not be afraid of getting lost
some new thing
may come to you there
on the path that you can't see
some great thing may surprise you
On that long journey
towards day's promised ending
without a real map
to study or call upon
Do not be afraid of being wrong
take a chance
a...
Wednesday 15th August 2018 2:38 pm
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