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Flatfielder Nov 2020
My old bike
It just didn't want to take me
Another kickstart
Was this a maybe
I did feel resistance
Another try
And you go
Now we can ride
Feel the oxygenated air
Until reminded
I am low on fuel
Stop and replenish
At the next feeding station
We burn and we power
Every day every hour
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To do to spend
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Don't want to go back
To before I met you
Tell me there is no need
To dig up old wounds
Long gone history
A place I have been
Where I felt lost and weak
Trapped in my own skin
You helped me shed
My layers of doubt
Which strangled my senses
I realize now
Thank you for being
A beautiful mind
A treasure of hope
In this enduring life
To my wife
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Passion eludes me
When I get lost in a task
Can't let go of the draw
To change and to build
Awake my passion
For love and desire
Give me your yearnings
Let's once more
Light this bonfire
When we ****** into sensations
Together we are whole
And soak in uncontrolled dreams
Nightmares are now on hold
(c)near_lane7
Flatfielder writes under near_lane7
Also on mirakee and instagram
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Give me some answers
To questions I pose
Convince me of their merit
Be honest be bold
Let's start a debate
Research and find facts
Rather than fooling ourselves
By accepting unproven hacks
(c)near_lane7
A straight line
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Soft was my texture
When we met
You liked my eyes
I was enthralled by all of you
We shared a new Lands sheet
Worked made children
Raised them fair
Love is a big word'
You once said
Just before our journey slowed
to a long days love affair
Lots of stuff in between
Flatfielder Nov 2020
An organism is born
Out of laughter then envy then fear
A pattern easily followed
Mean deeds remain and tear
Truth not the subject
Imaginations have the reign
Battle is brewing
Yet there is the laughter
Of conspiracies' fame
A take from before
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Leave stones and sweat
Floers' fragrance in summer
Limitations set forth
Watching the blue sky
Or the waves of the sea
Erased from view
Parents' nightmares
Memories, war, refugees ,prisoner
Yet the earth doesn't budge
A spiritual foothold
This plot remains sacred
As long as I live
Plants shall now die
Transplanted and sad
To either in the sunlight
They lost the will to live
Took a deep breath
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