The Listening Ear

Lovely, the listening ear
that augments the word
gives me magical material
from which to weave new
dreams

Even when ethereal expression
is used to discuss a mundane
event, the right rhythm and
flow imparts beauty to the
heart and soul

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Bewitched By Your Spell

Softly singing under my breath
while bouncing around with a
spring-loaded step

A mundane supermarket trip
became a dream event as your
sweet compliment

Changed into a kiss on my lips, my
song changed the world, bemused
I skipped about

Bewitched by your spell…

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Fantasy

I’d give anything to hear
the sound of your voice,
even though I know that
I’ve never heard it before

I only imagine what it
sounds like - the sound
of true love - nobody
can take this fantasy

Away from me - I think
most people would try
to help me realize
this lovely dream…

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Infinitely

Look into the mirror of my affection
and you will see how worthy you are,
my Beloved, look at the handsome
reflection on the shimmering surface
of the glittering waters flowing with
infinite love to see your own goodness
looking back at you and know this is
how much I love you: Infinitely

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Drinking In Sunshine

The day is glowing,
the leaves in the trees
glow with an inner light,
the grass bright, the sky
an intense blue canopy
framing the scene

I partake of the glorious day
slumbering in the sun, glowing
in its might, dreaming a little bit
while my legs are growing red
and the shade keeps running
away, I keep moving my chair

Drinking in sunshine and life

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A See-Saw Carousel

Blocked nose, mouth open to breathe,
could not open my work document,
reading Paul Gallico, a Cockney char
having adventures in Russia, my own
feelings scrambled, life such a success
yesterday, a super evening - yet today
uncomfortable in my skin: why does life
have to be a see-saw carousel, up and
down, all the time?

Mrs Harris Goes to Moscow - Paul Gallico

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A Ballet On My Way

A ballet on my way to work today, the sun
brightly shining in perfect décor lighting,
cars in 2 phalanxes circling every obstacle
it was beautiful, left the highway to enter
town with robots red, slowing down to a
quiet dance in perfect unison like dancers
highly trained and choreographed, wanted
to bow my head to all in acknowledgement
of a job well done, it was the greatest fun!

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Languorous Lines

Saint-Saëns Animal Carnival, endless
piano arpeggios in opposite directions
fatigue ruining dreams of accomplish-
ment, oh, found the enchanting fishes
swimming, relaxing into delight just to
be rudely awakened by braying donkeys
rewind by immediately double-clicking
and swaying again to the languorous
lines consisting of bright flashes of light,
a lullaby lilting in floating shimmers

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Stormy Blue Sea

I cannot abide brown when
blue can be had, the irritation
of seeing the brown scarf with
glitter representing sea spray
draped over my coat rack is
immense when my blue scarf
is around my neck

Immediately the brown scarf is
replaced, now my office beach
scene consists of a stormy blue
sea with green patches of sea-
weed, the intense colour taking
the feeling of brown-induced
malaise away

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More Adament

The greater the problem,
the more adament you
become, insisting there
is no problem at all

My absolutely stupid
feelings have no place
at all in the bigger picture
of things, you said ‘Stop

whining and declining to
do your duty, stop being
you - just be ME - I am
perfect, if you listen

long enough, you will
see that everything I
say is true' ‘ I shall
stop breathing'

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