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A Frame

I see through the glass A field of grass The many blades it takes To paint it green A frame to hold a thought Then, comes the rain Solidifies the scene Then, mutates slowly Shape-shifts into dream To the echo … Continue reading

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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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Maybe Soon…!

I would like to stay awhile And look outside Through the cafe glass See the world turn…so slow It’s hard to believe it spins But its people who move And turn Who change yet stay the same Spin reality into … Continue reading

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When Darkness Slips

Each night When darkness slips When bone and flesh Begin to ache The land beyond The glass Beyond the face Of Time Summons our altered Mind To travel To that place Where dreams sit and wait Like trains To take … Continue reading

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An Ambience of Apprehension

the West is moving East morning sun has gone did its bit now, waiting for the rain to come cafe staff rounding up the empty chairs about to close a sky swelling up with ominous clouds pregnant with mysterious words … Continue reading

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Here and Now

To sit in silence with just the echo of the room…..shift the faint sound of nature through the patio glass birds and things To turn on Satie…. confirms the melancholy of solitude this enigma reflected in the morning sky the … Continue reading

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Did You Feel It?

Each evening the ritual repeats End of day The undressing begins Darkness presses against the glass Windows of light dotted Across the cityscape muted audience Silent echo Now, the building is Empty The day’s events questioning…. Those segments of hours … Continue reading

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Jack Frost is Back

thoughts before the frost treads of summer days spent autumn’s shadow fading fast clocks set back travelling home in the dark but here today on the early train morning twilight the frost is back…. to have its say clads the … Continue reading

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His Age Is Showing

the man in the ambiguous brown suit bobs and nods his head paying tribute to the labour of his day though, his age is showing and bit by bit the face will twitch the mouth will slip as saliva gathers … Continue reading

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Tiny Worlds

glancing as people pass vicariously balancing their delicate lives some notice this temporary reflection ghost like features in the glass tiny worlds orbiting seeking recognition hello this is me the young unaware of Time that fractious deity perpetually holding court … Continue reading

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