Liberté, Égalité, Humanité
when will this sadness end?
she asked, because she knew it must
we both could feel the cold lump of it
in our stomachs, welding us together
when we are both happy?
I offered, to see how happy might sound
it sounded like a bowl of tears
a set of randomly selected letters
it reprised the call of an albatross
fatally wounded
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CLP 22/07/2021
we will meet again
that is written, ’tis our fate
yes, all will be fine
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CLP 22/06/2021
light across hard ground
miles devoured with smiles
alive to what’s new
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CLP 21/07/2021
risen from deep sleep
with strength of limb, mind at peace
unburdened of years
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CLP 20/07/2021
woken by bird song
sun breaching the horizon
without memory
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CLP 20/07/2021
chest-deep in your tears
you waded to the far bank
found a place of rest
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CLP 20/07/2021
see, you have survived
but how was this possible?
your heart was broken
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CLP 20/07/2021
grass mown and tedded
wuffled to speed its curing
awaiting baler
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CLP 18/07/2021
keep on keeping on
however much it’s hurting
one step at a time
~
CLP 17/07/2021
lost in crazy crowd
found myself wrapt in laughter
caught being happy
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CLP 16/07/2021
