We hold form by day
take different shapes at night
twisted by our dreams
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CLP 22/02/2021
On Movement
Tag: Poetry
L3 (Day 47): In the clouds
Above the city
in sleepy-headed Spring morn’
birdsong, air force jets
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n.b. You would have thought the North Sea was room enough to play in. Why don’t you fly off out there and look for Russian naval ships?
And now the car park curator with the leaf blower. Merde! I can barely hear the jets I was moaning about. What is wrong with using a yard brush with its regular, human rhythm, the sound of birch twigs sweeping a granular surface, jointly calming and healthy exercise?
n.n.b. I miscounted the days. This is Day 47. Thanks for your understanding y’all x
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CLP 22/02/2021
On Understanding
What relief there is
to know our confusion’s past.
For that I’m grateful.
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n.b. In a complex world, establishing a little bit of peace, love and understanding is always a good thing, however long it takes to get there.
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CLP 21/02/2021
On Friendship
February, walking
through cold rain by power lines
skylarks start singing
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n.b. For HC
CLP 19/02/2021
Finally
She dropped her shroud
Stepped clear, stood and proudly proclaimed
It is me. I am here!
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CLP 19/02/2021
On the Road
On this brief journey
from the slip road to exit
travel without fear
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CLP 19/02/2021
