nobody’s old man

On By

As I strode down the street I was suddenly struck as the streetlight caught the wrinkled figure of an old man For a split second I thought he was my father but this man’s uncombed black grey curls were much …

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Good Morning

On By

Softly caressed by the wind as it whispers through the trees the brightly coloured leaves gently wave to me I wave back and I smile as the sunlight sparkles through dazzling me with its diamonds And I hear the brook …

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Drowning

On By

crashing and swirling around me the tortuous undulation wringing every breath washing away every memory

culling the little life left

from these cold gray waves through the surging and billowing of those white horses a terrible tearing he pulled me …

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My Fortune

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Let the osprey bode my biding’s death for in fine ‘twould seem I brook and the planets once adverse now break and by ancient Sibyls perchance foretold my fortune in favour have I finally found for the nonce – uncoloured …

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