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comes the morning

to a four poster bed a face at the window came behind the sheets, uncertainty grew not seeing the intentions not feeling the safety of adventure now realising the stage was set as the doors eased open the sunlight ventured … Continue reading

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Bon accord

The ominous tingle met me Like a distant connection As I grew closer to home The surprise developed into A doorstep conversation From the past eroded to Closed doors that waved me away As the moon lit my footprint To … Continue reading

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Standing free

Back to grey granite streets Everything the same, no change Glass walls now where cobbles grew Holding on to the surface rain Dirrling down, bouncing wet Memories adjusted Standing free, in my home

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Stand Free

Here, being red is unique, in crowds of blue and green. Often discarded or hidden away, but sometimes magnificent; when it really matters.   I can taste it now, between crusty steak, bratwurst mitt pretzels, with lashings of durken and … Continue reading

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