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Updated: Sun, 2 Oct 2011 08:53 pm

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Like the fool, I trundle though life carrying my past experiences in a bag behind me whilst the opportunities in life grow unseen at my feet. Time to fix my gage upon the audience and relate my stories to whoever will stay to listen.


Dawn breaks. I light a cigarette and ponder whilst steadily flowing traffic takes unwilling workers to hours of obligation. Another tab to delineate time, A comforting nipple in a life of crime. Footsteps hurry down a suburban street pacing a rhythm with anxious feet. Welcome to Sky and people passing by, welcome to another day of making hay. If, as some say, all energy is sound then what in the world makes the world go around, Tomorrow, everything will be fine. A lark will welcome the dawn . Cars will stop as workers leave their post to gather with a host, of friends. Drinking, laughing, playing in the late summer sun. Today, 6.44am, eat,smoke, interact as best one can, Forgive us lord of what or where, our sins, our souls laid bare. Honesty. Honesty was a man I met once with a ten minute memory. Never knew if he told a lie. Doubt if he ever made anyone cry. Least of all himself.

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<Deleted User> (7075)

Tue 4th Oct 2011 13:05

Hi Emlyn, Welcome to WOL. Good to see you blogging. Keep posting. Winston

<Deleted User> (9734)

Mon 3rd Oct 2011 20:08

Great poem. I love the words.

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