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It’s all fun and games
Until inevitably
An I gets poked out
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It’s all fun and games
Until inevitably
An I gets poked out
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Took a walk on the
wild side and ran with the bulls,
limped home, crawled to bed
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Please, riddle me this –
Batman, why’s Robins eggs blue?
It’s because of you!
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What eats like a bug
and flies like a bug, yet not?
It’s a humming-bird.
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Victorious star the moons plight
Peaking from the blanket of night
Blank sheets warmly beckon askew
Water boils, beans grind, minds brew
Sheets fill blank to dark with light
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Air surrounds all with bright
Life returns to deadened street
Sound returns to lively feet
Sun awakens to night’s sleep
Darkness shallow, day is deep
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We slash and burn
For what we yearn
Drilling holes, no concern
Spending time we didn’t earn
Death devours, we don’t learn
Once gone there’s no return
Replaced we’ll be by roach and fern
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A hole’s empty space
to fill, yet space is a hole
full of excitement
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A leafless tree is
still a tree, a treeless leaf’s
but fallen beauty
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A person who is
typically bored is also
typically boring
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On a bridge, clouds float,
Waters run reflecting life
Whilst lookers stand still
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Cast in bronze, pristine,
Polished, cased, safe on a shelf
Loved from a distance
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I recall the sand
Hiding between tiny toes
Soon to hide the eyes
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Perpetual change
Repetitions over time
Birth, life, death; repeat
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Lava balls racing
Universes compete for
Spectacular ends
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To embrace a bear
would be truly fantastic.
Fantasy’s wiser.
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Returning for a
warm jacket, youth was exchanged
for maturity
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Time heals all wounds;
tears and blood dry, fractures mend,
hearts and minds temper
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A sunny day I hope there be
When my soul returns to sea
A flourish of ash from the bridge I know well
Ancient memories, clear as a bell
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Thrust to the cove of many muddy feet
A world of my own across the street
I’ll mingle with muck then drift with the tide
To the bay, out to sea, spreading far and wide
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Vastly dispersed, forever safe from hell
Eventually to settle with sand, rock and shell
With never a need to shed a tear for me
When tears are unseen in the sea
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Morning’s meant for mourning.
Day’s meant for life.
Evening’s time for rest,
ending the days strife.
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Morning is time to ponder.
Day is time to do.
Night’s for reflection,
when no one’s watching you.
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Mornings are the start.
They make the day brand new.
Good or bad, darkness comes,
another chance for moons of blue.
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A clockwork world of humankind
Time’s thought infinite in limited mind
Today’s made with tomorrows pay
Tomorrow’s interest from yesterday
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Rates of change shared by none
The futures chance is only one
Lies compound and damage’s done
Wars confound, half won
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Half by half will never end
When imaginary numbers we depend
Time ends with human lives
Time will tell if time survives
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When a question is
Answered with why not, then why
Was often should not
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Is reality
Real when what we really
Want is fantasy
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