At the time I was somewhat cold,     

A child doing as it was told,   

Sitting in the hut Dad just built,     

Not so solid, a bit of tilt,    

The rain dripping onto my head,  

Family there, us being fed,     

Avoiding spiders seen about,     

Waiting until we could run out,    

Back inside into our home warm,  

Before drizzle turned into storm,     

Yet now all I...

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At the time I was somewhat cold,     

A child doing as it was told,   

Sitting in the hut Dad just built,     

Not so solid, a bit of tilt,    

The rain dripping onto my head,  

Family there, us being fed,     

Avoiding spiders seen about,     

Waiting until we could run out,    

Back inside into our home warm,  

Before drizzle turned into storm,     

Yet now all I...

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They reach me,

And,

I give them my all,

Yet after that,

They leave me Alone.

They will come back,

Once again, for sure,

With a different face,

A different name,

A new personality,

All along,

And once again,

I will give them my all,

Will they, this time

Stay by my side?

I don't know,

But that's how Trust works,

That's how Life works.

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The sweaty boy lay on the beach;

‘You stink’, his girlfriend said.

But when awaking later on,

They sensed a world expired,

Where everyone was dead.

There was the sea, of course;

But, in truth, there was no sea.

Just their memories of water.

They longed for yesterday’s comforts:

When the old priest cackled and quacked,

Two lovers quarrelled beneath the pines

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I can be Warm,

As Fire,

Or Cold,

As Ice,

Flexible like Water,

Or Rigid as Stone,

I can be,

As simple as Joy,

Or complicated as Rage,

Worse as Fear,

Wounding,

Or Beautiful as Love,

Comforting.

I can be Anything,

I can be Everything,

Everything,

Depends on You.

-N 

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A love so fierce,

has taken ahold of me,

that ‘I’ is no more.

My form, my soul,

is now entangled with hers.

Where do I end and where does she begin?

I now only exist,

as an extension of her.

When my name leaves mouths,

I pray for it to always

be accompanied by hers.

Whenever she is in my vicinity,

it feels as if I could ascend into infinity.

To love her,

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As the mariner sinks softly beneath the white tipped foam

He dreams of shadowed woodlands 

In his County Antrim home

Where gulls rise in the sunlight echoing and free 

And bluebell glens descend in silver ribbons to the sea

And he smiles a gentle smile that lights up the space around

And recalls the love that once was lost but now is surely found

For the one who stayed beside ...

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The sky shed tears, on that day

The day the wind took you away

The thunder of time, rumbled on

Playing a melancholic song

The lightning splitting my heart in two

A piece for me, 

                           a piece for you

One day we'll stitch it back together 

And then, my love, 

                                 we have forever 

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Dew-covered grass 

covers my naked skin. 

Flowers sprout 

from where I have been. 

Day and Night 

hastily clock in. 

Running to their positions, 

preparing their respective scene. 

Not that I can see.

The layer of dirt that separates 

from what is and has been, 

no longer that thin. 

Breathe Death in, 

for it is I who nurtures the earth 

who give...

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Sweet sting of truth… I only heard it because it came from you.

Better person

Laughter, when I was born of tears… oh, what a rebirth!

Of course you don’t get all the credit for my understanding of love; I spent many years as an autodidact cardiologist.

But it would be a capricious falsehood to say that I would be anything close to Me

without You.

You have call...

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There's so much sadness 
Stored in your body.
Too much sorrow
For such a little
Body to try
To contain.
It flows out of you.
Out of your nose,
Your eyes
Your throath.
Sadness paints
The canvas of your face.

I am a spectator,
Unable to change.
I watch and feel,
Tender brushstrokes
on my skin.
Mirroring the image
Laid before me.

Am I not you?
Are we not each other?
...

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