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Suspended Indefinitely

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

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Morning Song

Across a morning sky White wads steadily Accumulate…clouds Drift and shift Changing form and narrative An ancient language Beyond words and verse Beyond installation and place A blue canvas in transition Troubadours in space Clouds…in silent bellow A story unfolds… … Continue reading

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Photographs

Words are photographs Capturing the moment Before they fade Collapsing into the ether Fragmented, like drops of rain   Thatcher Doran

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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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Still Pouting

The words of poets Drift through Time Occupy a space In the lives of mortals Or linger too long On dusty shelves Forgotten or ignored Their paper lips Still pouting… Still eager to be explored Their silent knowledge Now hidden … Continue reading

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A Vague Echo

Before sleep crept Upon the bed Moments before I surrender To the dark Words whispered in my ear Take up the pen…write Listen to the echo Inside the head Note its currency A subtle undertone The last message Of the … Continue reading

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Words…Who gives a…

Words… Soundings… Bullshit or truth In anger or jest In pain or comfort A purpose… An agenda… A face behind a mask A face in front of the camera A mouthpiece Who speaks? Who listens? Who spoke the first word? … Continue reading

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Words, Who Gives A…

Words… Soundings… Bullshit or truth In anger or jest In pain or comfort Echo or deceit A purpose… An agenda… A face behind the mask A face in front of the camera A mouthpiece Who speaks? Who listens? Who spoke … Continue reading

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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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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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