2010-08-25 gogyohka

The postcards you see here are some I found. They are from the second world war from a young lady to her sergeant in the army, and also from him to her. They make sweet reading.

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beyond
her
understanding
but she carried on
writing

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the willow
you gave me
perpetually painting
your
skies

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the ocean
knew
all her hopes, thoughts, and fears
was waiting
to comfort her

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her
fingers
touched the water
the image
blurred

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some trick
of the light
made me see you there
cushion
on the chair

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what inspires
gives hope
your constant companion
for
your soul's journey

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he
sits
silently
listening
to your thoughts

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lies and truth
truth dies
lies  live
so
wars can be won

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her heart
locked away
a long time ago
one person found the key
but then he had to leave

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spirit
all
around
whispering
in the gentle wind

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sitting
in
the willow bower
swinging my legs
to and fro

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a parting
in
the road
I wonder
where are you now?

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the setting sun
writing
poems in the sky
as I
write this

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willow
gently brushing
my book
turns over
the page

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she watched
the number plates
as the cars drove past
each one
had a message for her

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it was
an
unreal world
there were
no boundaries

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the wind sang softly
so as not
to disturb her sleep
and whispered
her precious messages

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the raindrops
on dry dusty concrete
drawing a pattern
or maybe
a message

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each
word
has
its own
beauty

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her eyes
blurred with tears
reading the letter
a gentle wind came along
blew them all away

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the
unseen hands
waiting
to put you
back on your feet

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heaven's
embroidered covers
slowly floating down
gently
comforting

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unexpectedly
from the sea mist
his familiar gait
came
walking towards her

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strangeness
of
words
in their
charmed space

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when
he
came home
he brought himself
with him

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she pined
for memories
changed irrevocably
by
passage of time

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much
she did not know
beyond her understanding
but
she did know his love

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"someone..."
the voice called
in the echo
then
it tailed off

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she
sang
the sky
intriguing
music

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the sky
silently
veiling
the
troubled land

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leafing
through sheet music
I look for one
that plays
to my heart

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looking at photos
of people from the past
I shut my eyes
then
open them quickly hoping to catch them by surprise

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your touch
so
gentle
the moment
goes on

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heavenly angels
watch over him
keep him safe
guide him
home again

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lovers of
the past
sitting in willow bower
full moon
smiles

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until
we
meet again
I’ll carry
your heart in mine

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full moon
gossamer scarf
round her neck
trailing
into the night sky

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they
passed
in the dark night
neither knowing
the meeting that should have been

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willow branches
painted all the stars
in the night sky
but
was too tired to paint the moon

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the cemetery
is quiet
too quiet
for the occupants
down below…

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it
was there
in the corner of the attic
the
shadow

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the wind
on
the mountain
blew
the sun into darkness

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the shadow
in
the doorway
watches
the footfalls

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the moon
lay on her back
relaxing
on soft green feather bed leaves
of scented mimosa

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she stood
on
the edge of darkness
stepped out
into the stars beyond


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they both ran
barefoot
round the standing stones
a farmer with shotgun
eyed us suspiciously

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starlings
sitting on the phone line
chattering
drowning out
the human speech within the line

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the wind/blew the letters
off the book page she was reading
the trees caught them
and wrote
new meanings in the sky

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the stones
in
the road
a casting
of runestones

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dry river bed
waits
for thunderstorm
flesh coloured stones
sorted by size

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at
the close
of a dull, rainy day
the sun
shines briefly

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the sky filled with ravens
suddenly
they were gone
soft raven feathers fell
covering the ground in black snow

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opening
in
ancient hedge
an overgrown trail
with hawthorns either side..

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a shower
of rain
cats hopping
all over the garden
chasing after the frogs

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from
beyond the grave
she left a message
written in the daisies
scrawled across the grass


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what was
on the other side
of the rain?
the child stepped through
to find out...

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fragments
of fear
fitting together bit by bit
an enormous
jigsaw puzzle

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the story
still
waiting
to
be written

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stained glass windows
brighter
than reality
dazzling
when the sun shines through

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your touch so gentle
smiles and love
and contentment
the moment
goes on

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losing happiness
he was bitter
and twisted
no-one else
was allowed to be happy

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the
petrified
forest
dark castles
loom

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child
shut
her eyes
and saw the pictures
deep within

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the child
wandered
for hours on the beach
the sea
watched out for her

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curling wisps
of white
leaving for the light
the body
a shell

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clouds
of
eternity
whispering
your dreams

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be
aware
of
now
spontaneity

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so
whether
I
missed
something?

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university
of
books
now
university of internet

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no colours
no forms
the mind
now
blank

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ethereal
and
dreamlike
she swam back
to source

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a path
between two people
they never met
but
the path remained

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everything
speaks
everything listens
can you hear them?
do you listen?

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the shadows
closed in on them
until
all
was dark

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as she
stepped
into the dream
the door
slammed shut

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she
opened doors
in her mind
that she had not visited
for years

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 the tongue
 stuck out
 of the letterbox
 eagerly
 waiting for letters

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the puppet
hanging
on the wall
lifted his head
and watched

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the pathways
on the other side
of the mirrors
leading everywhere
and nowhere

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staring
back
at you
a face
in the mirror

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they looked
at the child
that was so different to them
and changed themselves
to be with her

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"don’t shake him awake"
he whispered
to her
"his nightmares will spill out
into the world

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her
dreams
more familiar to her
than
real life

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she
knew
all the past history
when
she entered her dreams

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with
lengthening shadows
the shimmering ghost of night
folds her arms
around the world

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dancing
around the full moon
intense white orbs
of
street lamps

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dark pool of water
wind rippling
moon's reflection
unfathomable
depths

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shadows of leaves
fingered
the walls
but
there were no trees outside

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the
shadowy
dreams
they
gathered

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the curtains
opened
to the night sky
the black window
reflected the room back on

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clouds
of silver stars
fell
from the sky
as she watched

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tragic
surprises
silences
in
the darkness

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ivory moons
unfathomably
alive
innocuous
fairytale

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waving willow branches
painted all the stars
in the night sky
but was too tired
to paint the moon

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delicate gossamer fairies
dancing
round the full moon
enchanted
night

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there
is
no sanity
nightmare and reality
are one

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in the hillside
of old lichen encrusted trees
a door revealed itself
it led to
Wishing Gate House

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a
sea
of
foxgloves
all colours
of the rainbow

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in
winter
the bare tree branches
handwriting
in the sky

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his ragged hair
a black waterfall
as he stood
on
the windswept moors

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courtesy
of squirrel
I have loads more oak trees
bearing
more acorns

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little by little
weed by weed
bursting through concrete jungle
earth
reclaims herself

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sunset
painted
glorious red sky
the next day
hope and promise

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sunrise
painted
angry red sky
all day
rain and squalls

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horses
gaily prancing round
on the carousel
silhouetted
against vivid orange sunset sky

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the green places
of my child hood
gone
now scarred
with roads and industry

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the
haunted
bridge
her death
playing over and over again

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running
down
the cliff face
rivers
of moss

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the
stones
witnessed
they alone
remembered

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wisps of grey hair
drifting
round his head
swirling
sea mists

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daughter of the sea
they claimed you
but lent you back on borrowed time
it
will soon be time

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the
waterfall
parted
revealing
a door

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dawn breaks
threaded on spider webs
beads
of
pendulous dew drops

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she
climbed
the stairs
found a door
that had not been there before

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the
feline eyes
looked up
the
sweet tabby face

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the
different
voices
some on the surface
some buried deep

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she
sat down
completely alone
suddenly
a whisper

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the
unicorn
looks in
through
human eyes

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the man on the stage
his shadow
on the red velvet curtain
running
the other way 

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life
so fragile
hanging on a thread
that
might break any minute

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I am here
and
yet I am not
I am separate
yet I blend into everything

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a customer
in the chemist
wearing psychedelic clothes
asks
for migraine tablets

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in the attic
of her childhood
she found the old mirror
looked into it again
then she put it away

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so intense
so real
yet it goes away fading
only
leaves a trace

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the inner world is real
outer world
an illusion
where is
the truth?

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I followed your footsteps
the rain
washed them away
I find
my own path

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angel
in disguise
I did not recognise you
I
know you now

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entered
the
grounds
of
burrowed minds

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thundering noise of the trains
inside her mind
shook her head
as
they went by

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death
stared me in the face
with her hollow dark sunken eye
I spoke to her, cheered her up
she went skipping away

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looking
at the person
I wonder
the
personality

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I belong
nowhere
I am
wherever
I am

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I
search
for traces
there
are traces everywhere

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she
walked
into a room
that
did not belong there

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the many mirrors
in the hallway
reflecting
different views
from different eras of time

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fished
a coin out of his pocket
tossed it in the air
child caught it
a golden sovereign

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the orange goldfish
swam
round and round
its bowl
all day long

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child always wondered
what
was the point of a fish knife
many years later
she is still of same opinion

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the
orange patterned paper
waiting
to be folded
to an origami bird

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the water inside
floating within
now
the water is outside
floating without

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she
looked
into the pool
his reflection
smiled back at her

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the soul
more expansive
than the universe
deeper
than any ocean

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dragon scales
shimmering
on sea surface
intense green and black
jewels of the sea

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pebbly beach
fishing boats hauled up
the nets drying
we
swam

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walking along the beach
she turned
she had no footprints
tiny grains of sand
filled in her tracks as she walked

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shells
lying
underwater
perfect
unicorn horns

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wild white world
surreal song
forms
floating
over water

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lying on the beach
with her golden curls
blue eyes and coral lips
a mermaid
figurehead

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her sea-green eyes
leading to
a secret place
deep inside
of herself

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two clouds
racing
'cross the sky
each
with three little dots behind

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standing in ruins
the old farmhouse
on the hill
all that remains is
that wee little house over the stream

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hoverfly
looks into
my eyes
into
the depths of my soul

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painting
away
sorrow
the
willow

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like
autumn
today
gold and brown leaves
skipping joyfully everywhere

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swirls
of autumn leaves
dancing
autumn
preceding summer

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rolling
undulating
moorland
sheep
sheltering

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low dark clouds
meet
moorland's misty horizon
uncertainty
no ending no beginning

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red
pillar
box
on a
dull cloudy day

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dark
brooding
moors
bleak
windswept

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soft
yellow cactus flowers
blooms
amongst
the spikes

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sparrow's ballet
inner abandon
whirling
their
unreal moment

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the
willow
brushed away
the
clouds

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the stones
told
poems
of
all they'd seen

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red poppies
falling
out of heaven
shimmering
to earth

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her cloak of blue
blended her
into the skies
just a shimmer
to be seen

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leaning
against
the tree
he strums
his guitar

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the
raindrops
dancing
on
the table

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a
leaf
trembling
on
a tree

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lichen covered
corner stone
still standing
the rest of the building
long gone

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the
sun
shone
sea green
faerie lands

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flower
close up
vivid deep red petals
the last
open space

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raven
feathers
streaming
in
the wind

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the
leaves
spun
round and round
faces in the wind

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sun
shone
brightly
crystal rainbows
danced

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everywhere
dripping
wet
counting
drops of rain

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sunset's tresses
adorning
the evening sky
entrancing
sapphire stars

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twilight's scents
whispering
memories
in
the gentle breeze

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nightingale
in gilded cage
sings sweetly all night long
a
clockwork toy

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secret breath
almost from him
circled the night
liquid velvet shadow
in the dark universe

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lingering
through
the night
those soft voices
secret stars

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forgotten writing
belonging
to long ago dreams
sings without love
always dark

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the moon's
child
wondering
her desires
liquid silver

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nightingale's
promises
singing
disquietly
evermore

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labyrinth
of trembling
dark secrets
murmuring
surprises

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deeper in the darkness
the thinker
imagines
veiled
surprises

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disappearing
dreamer
weeping
her
thoughts

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crystal
cathedrals
eternally shining
in
the stars

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veiled thoughts
falling
from the sky
darker
doubts

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moon's
ivory
painting
floating
in the water

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shimmering mirage
an
evaporating dream
there's
nothing substantial

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painting
of
night time sky
sea salt sprinkled
on liquid indigo blue

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weeping
dreamer
murmuring
secret
surprises

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tossing and turning all night
finally
I fall asleep
then
dog kicks me in the back...

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in the bedroom
the
charmed lamp
guiding
through dreams

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pearlescent
stars'
alchemy
mirroring
the deep ocean

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the
candles
that night
outshone
the day



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the
window
looked out
to
a starlit sky

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as
she
lay asleep
the words
floated through her head

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with wonder
on
her face
she
smiled softly

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saw a road sign today
leading to
a "Memory Fair"
could I have gone
and got a new memory?

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half way to somewhere
not here
yet not there
just
half way to somewhere

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dog kicks out
in
her sleep
ouch
my stomach

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rich
deep purple
satin
luxurious
folds

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I
am
lost
in a
furrowed world

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shadows
of
the trees
their fingers dancing
on the walls

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her
first name
was right
not the later one
she was given

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his soul
could light the spaces
missing
in
my name

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theatre of death
breathed
empty life
splintered
fragments

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there is
no past
future or present
only
an eternal now

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count time
not
by seconds, minutes, hours
but
by experiencing moments

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my reflection
in the mirror
she stares back at me
then she turns
and walks away

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the story has already happened
past, present, and future
are all but one moment
spread
for eternity

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restless piano
playing
unfathomably
deep
fantasies

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the
wordless
mirror
reflecting
great depths

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her
insanity
reborn
bottomless
confusion

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celluloid
film pieces
cut out
white bits
in their place

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the clock
squeezing out
mythical time
through
its time frame

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a
secret
life
within
a secret life

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weave
imagination
our loom
for
writing

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her
grief
insubstantial
her thoughts
chimerical

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crackling
intense
fire
behind
chain link fencing

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perfect
half bowls
of burning flame
the temple
half lit

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at
the end of the corridor
a golden light
the piper
playing

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tidying table
I came across my car tax disc
oops
it should've been put in car
two weeks ago

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she
opened
the book
but
the pages were missing ...

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within
ourselves
the
vast
unknown

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transparent ship
near
yet far
no one notices
the watcher

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happiness
not dependent
on the prize
but wisely understanding
peace and contentment of now

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unkind
and
ungrateful words
soon
forgotten

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immense
secret
emptiness
bathed
solitude

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a
spider
walking
on
pointy toes

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walking along
labyrinth
corridors
somehow finding
a new compass point...

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walking
along the path
dandelion clock
towering
above me

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her
neighbour's
behaviour
bordered
on the psychotic

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it was bewitching hour
they awoke
played quarrelled and fought
the clock struck one
before they returned back

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she
opened
the door
looked straight into
his psychotic eyes

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her
necklace
hung heavy
of
broken promises

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the
stone figure
spoke up
then
was silent again

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only
when you know
the rules
can you break them
competently

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he walks
by your side
in grief and sorrow
the
companion

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gossamer gowns
the
fairy ball
the
flowers' enchantment

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the peacock
spread out and fluttered his tail feathers
then was still once more
faded tapestry
on the fire screen

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