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Caveat Emptor: Shadorma

CAVEAT EMPTOR

Came across
A place they called love
Silly me
Should’ve known
Like any advertisement
It was just a con

Tryst (Republished)

TRYST

A moonlight Autumn evening
Waiting alone beside the river
No birdsong disturbs the air
A faint whisper of cloud

Gathers a handful of stones
Shies them skipping
Reflecting
Musing
Just how much water
Has passed under her bridge
Since they last met?

A rustle in the bushes
But no one emerges
Checks the time
Gives a deep sigh
Turns and walks away
Disappointment

Or else relief?

Convenience Food

CONVENIENCE FOOD

Flavoursome you claim
It says so on the packing
So it must be true

Better Safe Than Sorry

BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY

Wear my heart on my sleeve
Come hell or high water
I’ve learnt over the years
Better to go short sleeved

Mea Culpa

MEA CULPA

Life is singing you hear
Hear music in your heart
But when you try singing
You find you’re out of tune

Memory Lane

MEMORY LANE

I quite like
revisiting
ancient haunts;

lightly caressing
the memories evoked.

I learnt long ago
the foolishness
of regret,

of expectation
or disappointment.

Regrets

REGRETS

I can’t recall anyone
I didn’t disappoint in some way
Apart from the ones
Who couldn’t care less about me
In the first place

Friday 13th

FRIDAY 13th

The worse today gets
How easier to improve
It’s for tomorrow

Love Story

LOVE STORY

This weight on one’s chest?
This all too fallible heart?
Imagination!

Soulmate

SOULMATE

You understand me
You accept me as I am
That’s irony, right?

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