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Rough Seas

Off to sea at seventeen
To see a world I hadn’t seen
To find a place to call my own
Youthful vigor, this child grown

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This child grown yet not mature
Too many choices that’s for sure
Open eyes and open mind
Open mouth running blind

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Open mouths words will flow
Open heart with nowhere to go
Met a gal, our short time grand
We toured my ship hand in hand

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Phone calls followed, her “brother” met
One of a few I’d like to forget
He asked a favor, I obliged
I tried being good, I really tried

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But all was not as it appeared
Soon a meeting that I feared
Spoke with my Captain, a man truly trusted
He sat me down and said I was busted

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Twas that sweet young gal, I adored
Was an agent I brought on board
Years now past, I say what the hell
A sailor no more, but I’ve stories to tell

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Springs Both Ways

My grass gets tall, I don’t care
My neighbor’s old, I have no fear
A porch to sit, a pen to push
A comfy cushion for my tush

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Singing birdies in the bush
A barking dog, I whisper “shush”
A gentle breeze across my face
A stolen moment from the human race

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My mind’s racing to outer-space
Thoughts flowing at breakneck pace
A blink of an eye, I hit a wall
My brain is blank, nothing at all

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The Show Must Go On

Welcome all to the Hall of Knowledge

Knowing all I don’t allege

Though what’s known within these walls

Is the knowledge all known by no-one at all

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There are no books, tablets or scrolls

Nothings written of what’s unknown

Yet this knowledge exists, all right here

Filling the voids of this knowledge lair

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Knowledge hidden behind these great doors

Muffling the roars of the dragons snores

To open the doors the dragons would soar

Soaring dragons seen nevermore

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There’s also Centaurs that canter to and fro

Whilst the Mers and Unicorns laugh at their show

Some shards of light slip through the cracks

But without reflection they can’t get back

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So this Hall of Knowledge remains ever shuttered

Ensuring that future quests remain unfettered

Now off to the slide of gloom and despair

Or steps to the heavens, way, way up there

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As fitting an ending as ever can be

The show ends here of your fantasy

To go beyond there’s no return

Nothing to live for if nothing to yearn

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Oh!  And one last thing before you go

We can’t tell anyone of this show

We don’t want anyone else to know

Of this place we cannot go

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Morning Triku #59

The Hunger Haiku’s

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Drips End

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Precious little bean

Sweet with cream dream, water pure

Hot tonic to cure

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Scrambled Emotions

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Warm and firm to touch

Smooth curves conform in cold hands

Crack, beat add to heat

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Lustful Awakening

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Its length is lovely

Its girth is great – Goooood Morning!

Sausage on my plate

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