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Apr 2011
Borne on waves of solar wind
the void of space he navigates
ostracised, sails the sky
searching the night with polarised eyes.

With beckoning gaze, his look forlorn
watching the world float in space
off-ground-tigs plays he alone
for has no friends to call his own.

Muddy puddles and oceans reflect
mellow cheese, veined with blue
marred complexion, acne faced
through scudding clouds, plays peek-a-boo.

As old as time, a crescent smile
grinning the grin of a Cheshire cat
a melon slice, a boomarang
thrown into orbit, returns again.

Without our friend where would we be
the darkest nights through eternity
no tide to pull the ocean blue
no romance, for me or you.

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howard brace
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howard brace  England
(England)   
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