On Waking

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On waking

beginnings fall,

fluttering like falling leaf

to the neon canvas,

 

fresh, virgin, 

un-blemished

no thoughts to provoke

or spoil.

 

Dreams through fingers

translated,

half remembered

half forgotten

some lived

some desired

and some wished away.

 

But now

with this

desert whiteness

glowing on the startled day

it is for me

and you

to find its start

and meet its end.

 

And in so doing

fill its light

with love

and all things good

 

To write our memories well.

 

◄ Pulse (of love)

Just blow the whistle ►

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 2nd Jul 2016 10:18

Thank you Chrissy,

Very kind.

David x.

Chrissy Reeves

Sat 2nd Jul 2016 08:04

One comment. Beautiful x.

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 2nd Jul 2016 08:01

Thanks all,

its such a relief to write something a little lighter.

I fear it won't last long.

Thanks so much.

David.

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elPintor

Sat 2nd Jul 2016 01:44

"fill its light

with love

and all things good"

..a beautiful perspective and an endeavor good for the soul..

elP

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Stu Buck

Fri 1st Jul 2016 19:02

wonderful. you capture perfectly my first cold minutes on earth, followed by the crisis of hope. i love it.

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Phil Kay

Fri 1st Jul 2016 10:48

Mate... that waking moment of born again purity before all intrudes... love this.

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steve pottinger

Fri 1st Jul 2016 09:31

I really like this one, David. Writing our memories well... that's what it's all about.

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