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Do not die too early, lacking trust

If we seek  by will power sacred fire We may be well consumed and turn to dust Do not seek, do not  to this aspire Our  wish  to grasp  endangers  true desire As certain as real loving’s doomed by lust … Continue reading

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The  grieving long ,through woodland wild, to roam

The  walls collapsing inwards as I ran Making chaos of the once loved home I feared to look  or write with my dear pen By two created, now remains just one And as I sat I heard my own voice … Continue reading

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Tender rain

Sitting in the silence of my room February, cold and icy damp Staring at the wall,I saw my doom I saw a tunnel black as Satan’s broom To which my train was heading with no lamp Sitting in the silence … Continue reading

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Her virtue and her vice competing streams

Dreaming of my landlady again Her accent posh as if she would be Queen She hated  mess and mould but mainly men Pure and tidy like a new made nun Her virtue and her vice competing streams Dreaming of my … Continue reading

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The sun,  a stranger,sidles through the door

After deeps of darkness light returns The sun,  a stranger,sidles through the door As welcome as a payment hard to earn The solstice comes, surprised,  green  nature  turns We feel it in our hearts, in their deep core After deeps … Continue reading

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Tell the truth in suitable amounts

Creeds  have danger, action is what counts Love your neighbour subtly and with care Tell the truth in suitable amounts Good  deeds are done in secret,God’s about But views of him are  hidden  and are rare Creeds  are minor, action … Continue reading

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Can  Imagination   leap and fly for me

Is what I make  original and new? Can  Imagination   leap and fly for me To   recreate the glory   this child knew? Who lit the candle flame that brought me view? Who opened up my inner eye to see? Is what … Continue reading

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Our feelings play

Porous bricks are air more than theyŕe clay They  bake in sunshine,  soak in  British  rain Inside the ir spaces human feelings stay Anger, comfort,  love here find their place And where thereś hatred they  may fill with pain Porous … Continue reading

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But painters show

What is here nobody human knows We barely see the other as we talk We can´t put into words what our eyes show If we see the beauty,  how love grows Looking longer, thinking less,   tongue taut What is here, … Continue reading

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I wear three pairs of woollen socks, they breed

I wear three pairs of woollen socks in bed I wear a nightdress made of  petrol oil A  hat of cashmere and a stole  of red I turned the central heating off  and noone said Why are you so foolish … Continue reading

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