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SMILE
Whatever the reason prompt or cause
A smile in response, can offer proof
Sometimes it can be hard to convince
Especially if it is twisted into a wince
It may look strained, if one is aloof
Suggesting a need for a token pause
A smile is both a signal and reaction
Whether minimal or full toothy grin
A gesture that feels warm and sincere
Except when cold pressed lips appear
But if also seen in the eyes, it's a win
And can also signify deep satisfaction
PERSISTENCE
Just when you thought it was all over
And told to wash your hands of it
One sneaky lingering look says it all
And it is still there, alive and kicking
Almost proud and not too surprised
Despite the rumour, love never dies
It can even explode into a supernova
Or make a pearl from an oyster’s grit
The blinding light from a lightning ball
And one can hear a timebomb ticking
Once a significant sound is recognised
Yet mostly, pure raw emotion applies
Quarter-twenty bolts mixed with tie clips in the jewelry box
Dust-encrusted fedora and homburg hats stacked on a closet shelf
Row of ceramic mugs and goblets high on a wall-top
Small, floppy, stuffed toy dog askew on the living room couch
Sculpted wax dragon candle on a bedroom shelf
Bundle of hair tied up in a ribbon
These are the ashes of memories left behind
When the holders of those memories are no more
Destined for a trip in a dumpster to their final ending
These are the ashes of a life
Misty dewdrops clung to the airs demise,
Through shadows of bent thorns and vines,
You lay baron in the earths carpet,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.
Crimson currents raged against snowed banks,
Through moss rocks of black and green,
You lay gentle with hair cascading,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.
Dawn broke onto mountains sky high,
Through onto roads paved of ones destination,
You lay abandoned for salvage,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.
NATURE
Nature is what a world wants us to see
Reflecting its history over many ages
What we know now is more than before
From a worldwide span to microscopic
A lifetime of study on this complex topic
Yet is a mere fraction of what is in store
Some images are captured in shiny pages
Showing us all what our place may be
MOODY
How is it, that being happy is not yoU
All of the time, you need cheering uP
Perhaps, if I were to worry a little lesS
Potentially I might even see that smilE
Yet you enjoy showing you are upseT
AROUND THE GLOBE
We greet the sun at different times
As our planet turns into the light
And to the new moon, demurred
As I’m waiting for the alarm to ring
A new dawning can bring us hope
When I’m asleep, others are awake
It is time zones for goodness’ sake
But at the poles it’s a slippery slope
Yet communication is everything
As word can be more than a word
Verses translated, for a new insight
As from nature, inspiration climbs
So what if you can’t reach any conclusions
choices unsure
direction lost
nothing resolved
peace of mind unattained
Reject self-centered ugly emotion
leave behind wasted energy
opportunities untaken
mistakes fear frozen tracks
self-inflicted pain
As Satch said, never look back
take a stand
be a part of something
maybe catch a little magic in the wink of an eye
a warm sweet smile
i do adore your brown eyes. they exude a comforting warmth when I gaze right into them. your every movement is effortless, as though simplicity is your essence. you bring back such a beautiful fragrance. with you, there's no need for pretense; our love remains unspoken, but never gone. your golden locks cascade gracefully to your shoulders, an angelic aura that surrounds you. this lustful love could never fade, believe me, it has tried. your imprint on my heart is indelible, and you are forever mine. please, my beautiful, never leave my side.
HARVEST FEAST
A table loaded with succulent choices
Roast meat and pies, November fayre
A generous feast, and is fit for a King
But it’s our kind of people here instead
There are millions without daily bread
Such misery that starvation can bring
There’s little sensitivity to such despair
As from afar I still hear hungry voices
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