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Monthly Archives: October 2017
Investigation
A new investigation opened Another investigation starts Many questions, no answers Many run back and forth Few stay still and observe All absorbed in anticipation An announcement is made Another victory for status quo Another revelation belittled A wave after … Continue reading
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Sitting
Sitting in his car Waiting Writing his memoir Waiting She is negotiating a deal She is working her magic She is no slave But enslaved by circumstance. Prostituting your Body or Prostituting your Soul fool She would always say When … Continue reading
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Tagged Adulthood, couples, dreams, existence, Friendship, life, Poem, Poetry, Psychology, reflection, Reflections, relationship difficulties, Relationships, thoughts
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Photographer Unknown
Images float over the misty horizon Falling like autumn leaves Dressed in colourful coats Photographer? The photographer is missing. Images float, imagination implodes Collapsing the world inwards into Single lens, a child views Single scene is all that remains of … Continue reading
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Either pain
She stood by the door Staring at last night Chaos on the floor Should she speak Should she hold her Piece and seek Peace in her mind Pieces her heart Broken she is inside Either is pain Silence or crying … Continue reading
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Voting
The radio beams noise It is seven in the morning My eyes refuses to open The voting is happening In yet another country That discovered the trick Of democracy. The people are protesting The judges are missing The voters are … Continue reading
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Still air
It is an early morning but There is no birdsong There is no moonlight either There is just still air. There was a dream but It is no more waking up There is no memory remnants of What it was, … Continue reading
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Headache
A child cries across the shielded walls A mother hushes the child cries in vain A clock keeps taking the minutes away A life is wasted or lived or unquestioned A visitor enters my skull uninvited A headache spreads like … Continue reading
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Searching
Every morning I search for words A flower blossoms I loose my train of thoughts. The garden is full of flowers A train leaves Where is my lunch box? There is a strike this morning A snail glides I am … Continue reading
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Lampshade
She asked for a lampshade For the tenth time He ignored her for the eleventh time There was that other time She didn’t ask but he knew. She stopped asking He stopped noticing There is that divide between them now … Continue reading
Drops and nuggets
A chicken piece as a small as a morning drop Drops in muddy flour and rolls He applies another hammer to the stubborn Rock that is wedged in the side Of the short mountain The chicken drop drops in the … Continue reading
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Tagged being, existence, family, food, human life cycle, life, philosophical reflection, Philosophy, Poem, Poetry, reflection, reflection on age, Reflections, Relationships, thinking, thoughts
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