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It’s All Well And Good To Post A Poem On Remembrance Day, But…
Can we remember,if we make the same mistakes,as if they are new? Can they be honoured,if we walk dusty, dark paths,without recalling? Can we remember,if the past plays out the same,the second time round? Can they be honoured,if they sleep on violent streets,that never learned peace? Can we remember,if life goes on, after war,when the…
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Far Across
A simple kiss, as we rejoin the land of the living,soft girls, with soft lips,gently colliding as the alarm clock radio softly sings. Today,I think we’ll watch her favourite film,several hours of torture and boredom,that will lead to a sweet smile upon her face as I wake up from my nap inside of her arms.…
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Hims and Theys
It was just a short train ride,from a drab wasteland to our den of dreams.We cleared out the weeds of wasted years,waited as fairy lights formed in the ground,grateful roots that couldn’t wait to flower and meet us,and it took no time at all to realise that my past life had been nothing but a…
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Stormy Night
The symphony of a soft night is sweet in the air,wind whispering as we wade into the open ocean,waves weaving a melody that swells in the starlit sky,and the little wooden boat is abandoned,floating, forsaken, back towards the shore. Aquamarine eyes are all I see,surrendering to the icy blue,weathering the storm, with you.Let me drown…
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Life Is But A Dream
I wrote your name in red,passionate prose flows when I think of how your glasses slip down your slender nose,and how you laugh as you sleep,like all your dreams are tender and joyful.I’ve been fighting wars in the other realm,the kind of battles where my fingernails break and scars sit silently on my skin,waiting for…