Tag Archives: breath

Lost at Traffic Lights

Each morning through the same Glass I see the city street The same routine…almost Except for collateral minutes Lost at traffic lights And the morning changes… People take a second Breath But still stare ahead The beat, the pace… Only … Continue reading

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An Evening Holding its Breath

Journeying home At the tail end of a day Whitewashed With doubt and lies Even the sun had gone Inside Left a shadow in its stead The train will stop at every Station Slowly working its way Pass the corrugated … Continue reading

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Swollen

Sky is moving Swollen Silent beast Landscape slumbers Winter sleep City train travels Pricks the grey-ness With its steel Trees are brooding In the silence Wet with melancholy Whispers There is a gathering…. Elemental arrival Imminent Hiss and spit Sun … Continue reading

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A Hair’s Breath

Who can you trust? Who speaks the truth? The voice with the deep Throat The oracle The teller of tales Of past and future The web of intent Spinner, weaver and Troublemaker Knitting a net A pending entrapment Is merely … Continue reading

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Writing Is….

writing is the spark the joy art of the heart the soul reflected making the little big! the butterfly eternal pointing the finger in every direction causing the earthly demigods to weep! capturing the echo of each human step holding … Continue reading

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The Sea

take nothing from the sea she is jealous kissing the shore with each wave embracing her lover with every breath only children have the innocence to take without permission By  Paolo Michell

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Gone

loneliness haunts me all alone no love no embrace no passion a heart that barely beats even friendship is suspect the emptiness holds my breath days roll into One what was there Is Gone…. By Paolo Michell

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Dead Days

why weep for days dead way past their best very soon smell of mildew lingering…. you become a fool is that the best you can do change new for old refresh that stale breath Yes! while you still have days … Continue reading

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Like Leaves Left To Rot

train journey daydreaming to the city wishing almost…. hoping the sun will not renege desert us while we sleep recurring fragments thoughts of 1968 a page of archive written with invisible ink across a blue belated sky i hold my … Continue reading

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