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Just Short of a Stare

There in the quietness A stranger strays into my sight In that tunnel of curiosity I look, just short of a stare Beyond the straight line Of cafe chairs Through the hypnotic mist Of desire…I look again Something about the … Continue reading

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Blue…Solid

Waiting at the station Early morning sky is Blue…solid But gentle on eyes…still tired A sandstone wall sits Capped with galvanised Rods Standing to attention Saluting a new day A performance yet to come Modernity as a play The actors … Continue reading

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Retell a Lie

I have forgotten their faces Eyes through the cafe glass A casual diversion… But it’s not A glimpse of the world As it stops and starts Traffic lights, green and red A view from the table With permission to look … Continue reading

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There, in Context

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

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The Picture of Youth

I watch discreetly The pale young girl In the opposite seat I’m curious… So is she As she scans the other Seats Talking heads Smiling faces Subtlety, behind the pale Mask In a moment’s glimpse I notice her soft eyes … Continue reading

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There, I sat…

One Saturday afternoon As the radio played It left a melody In my head…memories A pocketful of fears In the corner of my heart A file of tears swelling in my eyes There, I sat… Thatcher Doran

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Inkless Print

at times I am overwhelmed by the echoes of forgotten lives the narrative of lost shadows words that lie silent in dusted books ridiculed in inkless print by eyes that cannot see by hearts…cold by time and distance the gap…the … Continue reading

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Struck by a Touch of Amnesia

that sky I see this summer evening does not know what occupies the mind yet, understands the melancholic soul its virgin blue delights the eyes though triggers memories in the head moments made in childhood reality and dream seen as … Continue reading

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In a Futile World

A poet writes with the eyes On a page from the heart With words chosen by the soul An honest effort in a futile world   Thatcher Doran

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Philistines on a Friday

in the corner in the leather chair a glass of water on a table round and marbled I hide from prying eyes from dubious tongues words and gossip alas, lunch is over well, almost over though a glass of red … Continue reading

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