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Shooting Elephants
When I was a boy I wanted to shoot elephants like all the great men did; the dream to hunt in wildest Africa for all the wonders that it hid. To ride across the Serengeti and see those mighty herds … Continue reading
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Shooting Elephants
When I was a boy I wanted to shoot elephants like all the great men did; the dream to hunt in wildest Africa for all the wonders that it hid. To ride across the Serengeti and see those mighty herds … Continue reading
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Development
I waited for weeks for the Opening’s glory. The end of an era; a long-awaited story. From the ceremony of the first sod turned it progresses to the accolades so richly earned. Progress was slow at the start of it … Continue reading
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Musings on my past
Where is the passion of days gone by, the freedom to wander under clear blue sky? The stand against all we found wrong, when the rhythm of life was beauty’s song? The simple days when it all made sense and … Continue reading
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Reasons?
I hear each day the tales of woe, of fear and hate and pain and in each tale that I am told, the reasons for ‘insane.’ I see the souls all crumpled with nowhere left to go. I hear the … Continue reading
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What to leave behind
My thoughts are rather strange sometimes; a place I shouldn’t be. They lead me from the way I want; my journey to be me. I don’t know where they come from, I only wish they’d go and then, without disruption, … Continue reading
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Another view of Easter
It’s in the night when all are sleeping, a little rabbit comes a creeping and eggs he lays as rabbits do. He leaves them here for me and you to guzzle on till we be sated; to kids this tale’s … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Kid's Poetry, Life, Spirit
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Clarification to “A conversation about Easter”
It’s another god to whom I speak, without the mayhem the others wreak. My god I find’s a gentle soul who only wants to make us whole. There is no care of rule or law and certainly no thing called … Continue reading
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A conversation about Easter
I saw god the other day; seemed to be doin OK. Asked him “Hey god ow ya goin?” “How’s the truth that is you flowin?” He looked around and motioned wide, “Is this the reason my son died?” “These people … Continue reading
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Journey
Walk not upon the Fields of Glory; where they lead – a painful story. Walk rather on the fields of peace; their gentle love and sweet release. Our footfalls lead our chosen way; tracks in life’s sand at end of … Continue reading
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I’ve always been a poet (for Ernie)
I’ve always been a poet, just didn’t know the words, couldn’t find the rhythm when thoughts flew high like birds or the synchronicity twixt words and thoughts ebb and flow and how if I really wanted to there’s nowhere I … Continue reading
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Trueman
At times I want to go to ground beneath some bush without a sound. A fearful, trembling, cowardly mess who sees himself as always less. But less than what, I do not know; less than the stars or rivers flow? … Continue reading
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Thoughts
Thoughts as prisons in our mind; a tangled web we can’t unwind. Prison or prisoner, which to be depends on just who holds the key. Are there really any locks at all, or do we simply build a wall? A wall … Continue reading
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Care
The sound of one hand clapping; the beating of the heart. The beauty of a flower; the truth of nature’s art. The cacophony of silence; those voices in our mind. The journey to the inner self; the search for what … Continue reading
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