Light…

what a beautiful light.
If only to touch for a moment
as day turns to night.
 

And how…

how I wish it could it be,
we all could see through eyes of children

so innocently.
 

Oh, see how she glows

from her head to her toes

as the light gleams from her face.

Will we change how she sees,

or change so we see things her way?
 

Will we change how she sees,
o...

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there once was a boy

good-hearted and innocent

worried not about the 

flecks of mud

clinging to his toes

thinking not of the

stinging scrapes

kissing his knees

worried not

save for the dwindling daylight

bringing end

if only temporary

to his fun

there was once a man

chased by the sun

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A hurricane of love and chaos blew through

my house this weekend.

Board games

TV shows

And 30 second attention spans

Hurt feelings and reconciliation

A cycle on repeat

Once every 30 minutes

It didn’t stay for long

But the cleanup is unbearable

The destruction left behind

From a whirlwind lasting 30 hours

So simple

So absolutely non-stop

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On the threshold she stood,

Of the house where her life smiled.

Waving wildly her small arms at him,

Of whom she was the only child.

Inside sat the lady of the house,

Silencing her sobs and drinking up her tears.

Careful not to let the the happy bird know,

Chasing her was the worst of her fears.

All laiden with arms covered under his coat,

To not let the little...

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She danced under the moonlight

Deep, deep into the trees

Until the morning mist

Made her the dew upon the leaves   

She dripped unto the fertile soil

Where fragrant flowers bloomed

Then bees refined her into honey

And your eager mouth consumed

Your sticky lips, like summer, shone

As you sowed your field of corn

And the innocence of restless youth

Lik...

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I see you flowering her 

the way you once did me. 

Playing virtual footsies,

oozing lyrical chemistry. 

Move on they say, 

look the other way. 

And so it shall be, 

my focus is on me.

Sowing wildflower seeds, 

shining in the rain, 

dancing through the pain, 

singing in a field of weeds.

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Ah, the magic of night 

when obligations are over, 

another adulting day in the books. 

I rest my weary body, 

set my boggled mind free 

with a little poetry...

Your words await

like a teen with a corsage

to take me to the prom,

where we twist and twirl

under twinkling dollar store stars

and a paper moon.

Happy memories pop up

among technicolor...

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As this first night knows me

as my soul becomes its dream

I understand my small being

is one with time's vast scream.

Even now I know between

my heart's first aspen flutter

and its last soft ashen beat

endless dark passions must clutter

my every empty lonely night

and bear down to hold my mind;

only this one moment knows a calm:  

a velvet dark - a fusty smell - fi...

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My beautiful Spanish Rose, 

  the most fragrant flower

    in a crowded garden,

      withstanding harsh winters

        and choking weeds

          to remain

unplucked.

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|           Love is deep as the road is long.

With every breath I live the day do what I can, this is where it begins.

Nobody knows how the story ends.

 Moments pass like moving cars on the freeway all trying to get back home.

Look back not to the darkness threw the door. We set out so long ago.

 Move my feet to carry on but it beats my heart when you are gone.

Freedom once grace...

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Innocence

My mummy has a lovely pair

That's what my daddy said

And mummy loves his manly ass ;

I heard them from my bed

I'm not sure what it's all about

So I asked the kids at school

They said they didn't really know

But man it sounded cool !!

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Those few seconds before the new year

when the countdown begins,

my soul soars with so much hope and joy.

When the ball drops at Times Square,

there is a momentary

return to innocence.

As the confetti flies and music fills the air,

I imagine we are a world at peace...

no worries, no violence, no division,

just a few beautiful seconds of clarity and simplicity

that dis...

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Thy arm; in twisted triggers tied,
To desolate the air,
Where glass in splinters, diamond eyed,
Rolls bloodied, stair by stair.
Young joy despised, as envy claws
Lest freedom take to flight,
But from the horror of its jaws
Will innocence unite.

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Memories of old,

flooding fast through my mind,

some tinged with sadness

and some, sweet sublime.

A fireside reverie shared

with eyes so bright,

an audience of innocence

and excited delight.

The crackling logs        

on the fires of time,

the little rapt faces as

you feed them a line.

Of thunder, lightning,

and rain as we run!

Football, toy...

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Flash of a camera.
Shot from a gun.
Click, a distant finger
Exposes the truth,

That you would have buried
Amongst the bodies in the sand.
Rolled over with aggressive force
So no trace could be left
Just red truth seeping into
The mouth of the thirsty beaten ground
Who will excrete the lies
Too hard to digest.
Deceitful coloured vomit
Stained
Is left on your h...

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I’m stuck for what to buy for my 11 year old

So big sister prises herself off Facebook

to help spend my money 

(an honourable cause, in her books)

and suddenly we’re flicking through the years

as she remembers the day Santa died

a friend’s house, a dinner table

how adult and child laughed as they stuck the knives in

how she’d wanted to cry, but joined in

ten ...

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She loves me to the sun and back

moon, planet, stars

She loves me 100%

(which is as far as you can go)

She has a love chain

and I’m at the top

along with God and Jesus

Below me come family

then friends

then neighbours

then the unknown, who are nice

then robbers and murderers

who aren't

She tells me not to post this

because it’s cheesy

...

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