Walk With Me

Put
on your
walking boots
the ones with the
old frayed laces,
So I can take my grief
where harsh wind whines and rages,
tearing across desolate hills.
I shall lean myself on your shoulder.
Say nothing, let me sob into the rain.

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Do not leave me

Do not leave me in this world without you.
You are woven through the fabric of my life.
If you abandon me I will unravel
slowly,
thread
by thread,
until I am nothing but holes.
How then will I continue when so much of me is missing?

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Lonesome Road

Grey
winding
lonesome road
laments beyond
high hedgerows hiding
sun blushing rose spilling
throughout darkening day sky.
Speed teasing devils push homeward
lyrics screaming bring pent-up release
driving out sorrow lures transient peace

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Halcyon days

Cool
water
pushes up
against my face.
Eyes searching, left, right,
Enchantment, pure delight.
Darting colours dashing through.
From twilight shadows wonders move
I hang, buoyant, watching, mesmerized
Enraptured by this lustrous paradise.

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Patient death

High
above
rich wetland
a lone kestrel.

Patient death beating,
fixed in measureless blue.

Elegant white swans swim through
rare grasses greeting migrating
geese sliding in with the setting sun.

Darkness falls, who will sing the requiem?

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Birds

They fly through my heart
small measures of joy
beating away
early morning
melancholy.

I sit, wrapped with coffee
feasting my eyes through
the window
on their coming
and going.

The song of their voice
replenishes me
as I step out
to fill
their table.

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Repose

Oh sweet repose,
thou doth call me.
Quiet I shall come and rest easy
on the silken canvas
laid by your silent hand.

Slacken as I bend
into your patient restraint,
for my body is heavy
with peaceful inactivity
and my mind tranquil
in the quiet stillness.

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I see you

I see you
amongst the falling brown
making your way.

I have been
desolate in damp mist
and there you are

filling me
with possibility
and lighter step,

raising my
eyes from the muddy ground
into your sight.

How grateful
I am that you are here
this dark morning.

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Happiness

In a quiet moment it is there now
easy as the gentle breeze,
soft like the falling rain
it fills the well
found accidently on a train
in the poetry of Roykan;
discovered on a journey
when the pursuit of pleasure
and happiness were muddled
and the difference unknown.

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Living

it is the moment
when the sun breaks through
early morning mist
and touches your face

the sight of white
wispy gossamer threads
scurrying over
a high cornflower
blue sky

a green parakeet
in an English garden

the pull of cool water

and the feel of your
hand in mine

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