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A Shapely Verse

A SHAPELY VERSE

I see you may be my kind of poet
I may be your kind – Who knows?

The future is just around the corner
We could explore – Become followers

We can unfollow – No damage done
Been there, done that, survived

Maybe you are my kind of poet
Or maybe I simply like the shape

The Plan

THE PLAN

One thousand golden days
Ten thousand sparkling thoughts
Spread out here before us
At least that was the plan

Runes

RUNES

This wintry scenescape
Darkness and lightness abound
As for tommorow
Spring, summer, autumn for sure
As for their contents who knows?

Keepsake

KEEPSAKE

Here am I
Memorising
A present as a past
A past as a present – My
Own ouroboros am I
A memory maker
Making more
Making do

Leave Be

LEAVE BE

Kindness is our magic
Love a tiny flower
Don’t pluck it leave it be
Here’s where our future lies

The Writer’s Code

THE WRITER’S CODE

Unflinchingly support
All those who soldier on
Striving against the tide
Building a sane future

Today Or Not Today (12b)

TODAY OR NOT TODAY

Celebrate
Anniversaries
Imagine
New futures
The day after yesterday
This is all there is

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Shadorma November

The Bird And The Wanderer (A Shadorma)

THE BIRD AND THE WANDERER (A Shadorma)

Hark that bird
Perched for a moment
Serenade
Could it be
Me he sweetly addresses?
Will he call once more?

Hold my breath
Release it again
Sigh, walk on
Down the path
Stride after stride unfolding
An unsure future

Lady-in-waiting

LADY-IN-WAITING

While Whence births Whither
Meanwhile the mute bystander
Awaits her future

While The Fittest Survived …

WHILE THE FITTEST SURVIVED …

Man’s ego
(Note the gender)
Misreads the message
Sets God aside
Takes over
In a mindless haze
Heads heedlessly
For the nearest cliff

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