That_Trev_Fisher_Guy - Hello Poetry

I have heard the tautologies of the rich, the shifty and the shallow when told of their impending fate in a medical review I’ve seen them torturing themselves over the unfairness of it all as though it were a deal, to negotiate. But The Reaper always calls They don’t go gently into that dark night but not like that drunken poet meant many pass with a look that begs One question, was that it? It was

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 5:49 PM UTC

Tautologies of the rich

I have heard the tautologies of the rich, the shifty and the shallow when told of their impending fate in a medical review I’ve seen them torturing themselves over the unfairness of it all as though it were a deal, to negotiate. But The Reaper always calls They don’t go gently into that dark night but not like that drunken poet meant many pass with a look that begs One question, was that it? It was

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At the dawn of my half century I sometimes squint to see who's moving whose heads pop up above the wheat and weeds whose flower is still blooming, and it is there I find you standing taller than them all drinking in the sunlight no man has made you fall and no man has ever owned you though all of them endeavored including me, my younger self and I lost you forever Do not hang me for my folly for I was younger then and loving you naively shouldn't be a capital offence I am worthy of you now but will you ever come or will you sit there swaying never needing anyone, drinking in the sun

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC

Fifty

At the dawn of my half century I sometimes squint to see who's moving whose heads pop up above the wheat and weeds whose flower is still blooming, and it is there I find you standing taller than them all drinking in the sunlight no man has made you fall and no man has ever owned you though all of them endeavored including me, my younger self and I lost you forever Do not hang me for my folly for I was younger then and loving you naively shouldn't be a capital offence I am worthy of you now but will you ever come or will you sit there swaying never needing anyone, drinking in the sun

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Heater and me shoulda been a thing but we let it go, I stayed put when she went south to see the hippy show at Varanasi she got sick I'd warned her of the same but her friend was green, about our scene so she went anyway When I got back to England I gave her dad a call, she'd given me his number coz she didn't know where she'd fall he said she was in England too and not too far from me I waited for a coupla of days hoping she'd be free and when I called I could hear some strain within her voice she didn't sound like the angel I had met in other times she told me she was hooked up with the guy she'd left behind she felt like she'd betrayed him she was not the travelling kind

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 5:36 PM UTC

She was not the travelling kind

Heater and me shoulda been a thing but we let it go, I stayed put when she went south to see the hippy show at Varanasi she got sick I'd warned her of the same but her friend was green, about our scene so she went anyway When I got back to England I gave her dad a call, she'd given me his number coz she didn't know where she'd fall he said she was in England too and not too far from me I waited for a coupla of days hoping she'd be free and when I called I could hear some strain within her voice she didn't sound like the angel I had met in other times she told me she was hooked up with the guy she'd left behind she felt like she'd betrayed him she was not the travelling kind

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Charlie got clipped by his missus again over another broken time through the jibes and the spite and the humbling blows he tried to explain baby I'm tired Maggie I'm tired and the drinking makes me feel like the man who promised you the moon and the stars before I became who I am Oh Maggie you don't understand

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 4:07 PM UTC

Clipped

Charlie got clipped by his missus again over another broken time through the jibes and the spite and the humbling blows he tried to explain baby I'm tired Maggie I'm tired and the drinking makes me feel like the man who promised you the moon and the stars before I became who I am Oh Maggie you don't understand

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I found her at the base of trees, on the sunny side along a breeze at the end of sunsets golden time this playful firebug flew beside then landed on these time worn hands pulsing and so bright, fearlessly she rested and in my palms remained alight She's made of air and I of earth and yet together we were merged and in this silent, sacred place we slipped the chains of time and space Her light sank right into my skin filling up these veins as under Luna's influence we talked about the rain we'd weathered many growling storms and I said as she was going it is not your glow that I love so it's that you are still glowing. I'll light a candle for you firebug every anniversary of the moon blessed and enchanted night you came to visit me your light sank deep into my skin my fearless bright explorer the sky without your playful light feels once more like a corner oh my little firebug you flew so near and lit a light so strong and pretty what am I without it?

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC

The Firebug

I found her at the base of trees, on the sunny side along a breeze at the end of sunsets golden time this playful firebug flew beside then landed on these time worn hands pulsing and so bright, fearlessly she rested and in my palms remained alight She's made of air and I of earth and yet together we were merged and in this silent, sacred place we slipped the chains of time and space Her light sank right into my skin filling up these veins as under Luna's influence we talked about the rain we'd weathered many growling storms and I said as she was going it is not your glow that I love so it's that you are still glowing. I'll light a candle for you firebug every anniversary of the moon blessed and enchanted night you came to visit me your light sank deep into my skin my fearless bright explorer the sky without your playful light feels once more like a corner oh my little firebug you flew so near and lit a light so strong and pretty what am I without it?

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