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Poem-Dark Lands Space-Time

A peak An edge Over You peeked. Below The world-- It's chaos. Fragments you cannot read Splinters you cannot predict. You have your answer. You can't rally, There's nothing to rally. No reserves left, All used up in the climb. Your jeep, your mule, your shoes... You used them all up In your quest. And… Continue reading Poem-Dark Lands Space-Time

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Poem-Father’s Day

A thin cotton handkerchief White or slightly off-white With a severe brown trim. No monogram, no embroidery Honest. Squarely folded, it stayed at attention in your left pocket. When you took it out, it's always With four fingers in front and thumb behind. At the end of the day, it went into the wash A… Continue reading Poem-Father’s Day

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Poem – Dark Lands coin

The coin of my hirer Is shiny and endlessly amusing For this coin I rove the Dark Lands And forget my home. Wait... let me tarry Let me earn more. One coin for my sanity One coin for my pride One coin to tell you I'm somebody And the last—for my next breath. When I… Continue reading Poem – Dark Lands coin

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Poem – The Bright Lands

The Bright Lands I am its citizen Surely I can write its anthem Surely I'm best fit to sing its song? Shall I paint its valleys and mountains the lovely way the sun clothes its peaks? Shall I talk about its gushing river the lifeblood that courses strong? I should reminisce the houses on my… Continue reading Poem – The Bright Lands

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Poem-Watered Words

It's awful when one is wrestling words every day but not actually writing. This poem was written many years ago; but with no new words coming, I guess only watered down words will do. Watered Words I can’t put it into words, my ears frustrate my mind. What taunts Nature uses against my supposedly clever… Continue reading Poem-Watered Words

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Poem- Market Uncle

Uncle, do you notice me? I am sitting two rows behind you Gulping down my noodles, choking on my soup, Cos I'm supposed to be somewhere five minutes ago. There are one email, two sms and three missing laundry needing my attention. Uncle, is that a glass of tea before you? You look like you… Continue reading Poem- Market Uncle

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Refrain – Dark Lands

Thanks, Daniel Postlethwaite, lonewolfpoetry and MesAyah, for following my blog. This piece is part of my Bright Lands story. Dark Lands The dark lands, the dark lands, Bleak and blasted dry lands, I rush through my lands, On God’s gift to me. Behind me, warm my back but wanely The Bright Lands, the Bright Lands,… Continue reading Refrain – Dark Lands