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Time in my hand
Time is as fleeting as the sun, Chased away as the seasons turn I hurry and try to catch up Never quite grasping it in my hand What if I could stop time? Just long enough to right the world? Take a breather on the sand, And watch as the seconds pause I’d get up,…
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Saturday with Mr Cohen
Songs of passion and pain Life is for the living, For sunshine and also for the rain Tonight I heard the poignant words Sang through the bodies Of humans flying like birds Leonard Cohen and ballet A remarkable combination, His glorious voice and dance Earned a standing ovation I wept for the blue raincoat For…
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Eye of the storm
Some days it’s hard to catch my breath Feeling the air as it rushes by A whoosh and a gust, But not life sustaining Not slowing to caress my face Instead picking me, Into the eye of the hurricane Things from within are calm Still The speed outside blurry and overwhelming I close my eyes…
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Sam’s sixth adventure
My how the time flies Wings shimmering in the sun, Sparkling butterflies Marvellously fun My littlest hobo Growing so fast Watching you glow Moments that last Another year approaches Oh, what she will do Life and love for coaches And a heart that’s true blue We celebrate with cake Ice cream and toys While we…
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Friday night zzzz’s
Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…
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Friday night zzzz’s
Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…
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Underwater slow motion
I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…
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The ol’ troublemaker
Three or four pounds Wrinkled and smooth Full of intentions, The fountain of youth As old only as it feels The senescent often fresh Although it stays tucked inside, Deep within the flesh It shouts to the world, “Look what I can do!” The silly old organ That runs me and you What could it…
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Home again
Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…
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Dreams of the Milky Way
Some times I’d like to run away and not look back Catch a ship somewhere, Ride until the sky turns black Amongst the heavens I’d chart my course steering by the stars, The ocean would sing its song Between Jupiter and Mars The ship will travel on a dream I’ll never lack for company The…