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Portmanteau: Shadorma
PORTMANTEAU
I carry
Enjoyment with me
Wherever
I wander
And very seldom fail to
Find a use for it
Details In The Thread
DETAILS IN THE THREAD
The tree spreads
The fawn is small
Shelters, nurtured
Air – as will water
Will fill or empty
Whatever space
Is encountered
At this time
Large – as small
Dissolves
As time shucks off
Its shackles
And chuckles
Contented
Perennial Winter Of Discontent
PERENNIAL WINTER OF DISCONTENT
Awake in is-ness
Not contented with content
Sought the container
Spirit In Repose (22a)
SPIRIT IN REPOSE
Quite at peace
Is how you find me
Quietly
Confident
Of the coming day and yes
Those that follow too
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Scabs And Shackles
SCABS AND SHACKLES
Wouldn’t mind dying
He wouldn’t mind anything
He has his freedom
Love
LOVE
Getting nowhere
And contented
For after all
(And before all)
Nowhere
Is no more than
Now and here
Cosying up together
The Happy Hermit
THE HAPPY HERMIT
It’s true I’ve shared my home
With a few folk over the years
And no real disasters as such
So I’m happy to reminisce
It always kind of happened
No big plans, no schemes
(OK, once or twice, to add
A “benefit” to a friendship)
Never under urgent pressure
To solve a cash-flow problem
But simply the flow of time
Of fate and circumstance
So since the family home
And other than when married
I have always lived alone
Come rain or sunshine
Sleep in the afternoon? Fine!
Stay up till all hours? No probs!
Make and break all the rules
Free as a bird … Free as the wind
A few moments of loneliness, yes
But in the end – or at least for me
You just can’t beat living alone
I remind myself “Allein ist am besten”
