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Bruce speaks of the long gray night
Like the gray havens

I pray for this
And soul savin'

Please peace within
And for my friend Mark

Hope and courage
In a time of dark

For my country
For all ordinary

Protection please
Mother Mary

        Amen.
 Oct 2020 artisticAR
Astral
Poetry
 Oct 2020 artisticAR
Astral
When I was a child,
I was taught poetry wasn't mild,
It was deep as the sea,
And it seemed truly unachievable for me.
I was taught poetry had to rhyme,
Every single line, every single time.
So poetry seemed out of my reach,
Like chasing a seagull down a beach,
Jumping ever so slightly away,
Or soaring into the sunny day.

So I never thrived for what I thought would,
No, Could
Never be.

I guess now I'm fixing the mistakes of past me.
I stole her laughter,
She doubled  it,
I stole her happiness,
She doubled it,
And offered to double her pain and sorrow,
I ran away.
18/10/2020.
 Oct 2020 artisticAR
Colm
The breeze between my fingers holds me
Exactly where I need to be
Far
And for a moment found
Indefinitely
Connected there
Almost lovingly with
The soundless trees
Which have whispered fair
Next to nothing's for all eternity
 Oct 2020 artisticAR
Wanderer
Is it the words whispered
in secret corridors
i love you

are they proclaimed boldly
from roof tops
I LOVE YOU

Or maybe love
sounds like laughter
giggles shared only between two

what if love has no noise
its beauty is similar to a sunset
seen and felt
but never heard
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