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A man in a cafe A voyeur in the corner Life at the tip of his pen Time Suspended indefinitely The immortality of words Thatcher Doran Advertisements
If nothing is absolute Then, by default Everything is possible! Thatcher Doran
Those things… What we hear…but can’t repeat What we feel…yet can’t see What we know…refuse to tell Those things in life… That catch your breathe! Thatch Doran
Are we there yet? Words of innocence A notion of a promise An image of delight Or fear A contradiction beyond Explanation A chameleon of a sort There, is a fragmented place Coloured by age By a child eye An … Continue reading
The loneliness… of familiarity Is like isolation… in a crowd Thatcher Doran
Despite! How we dice and slice Segment the years In order to elongate Our fragmented lives… Time continues to gain The upper hand Thatcher Doran
I humbly suggest We human beings Are preoccupied By things Just out of reach However, brief… Thatcher Doran
I could sit here Forget the afternoon Crunch gravel under Foot Listen to the waterfall Or sit… Nod farewell to the forced Elongated lunch hour Smile at youth taking A shortcut Through the trees Or sit… Ignore Time Avoid its … Continue reading
I ask the night to forgive the day soothe those mistakes those drops of regret that grit….. that gathers in the corner of the eye the wave of melancholy in the consuming twilight a night of tears of cleansing lament … Continue reading
summer’s kiss slips through the open window with the caressing hands of a careless breeze falling gently on a waiting brow By Paolo Michell