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Wading through the midst
Of sleepy seaside towns
Full of bravado, swagger and *****
They follow the public sounds
Eating off the scraps
That the populous leave behind
Stealing from the trays
Not pretty and never kind
Dropping airborne stools
Green and white in sight
On unsuspecting individuals
Walking in the light
In the world of scavenger heaven
Is the place where they belong
Shrieking loudly a shrill cry
I call the seagulls song
Kisses on my face
All sloppy and wet
A dream of a man on the brink of waking
They are the best ones yet

A smile of a face
Full of beauty and fun
As the light comes through a tiny window
Made by the eternal sun

In a world of questions and chaos
I believe she was made for me
Through the pains and trials of social ills
Her radiance is a joy to see

Tough as old boots but made of heart
A reassurance wrapped in leather
I cross my fingers and long to believe
That we will always be together
A question is worthless
If not without means
All clocks are just pointless
Without hands and mechanical beans
A day is extremely dull
When the wake up isn’t right
The moon doesn’t thrill
If the clouds cover her sight
Grass ceases to grow
After disruption by human endeavours
Birds won’t fly so high
Without wings and colourful feathers
People cannot talk
When freedoms are taken away
And societies cease to exist
If oppression gets in its way
The penguin it flew
Yes it flew
Way up high
Away from the zoo
Away from the people
The kids
And the noise
Into the clouds
With grace and poise
And then it got tired
It peaked too soon
As it soared past a satellite
On the outskirts of the moon
It started to fall
Swiftly back down
Through the clouds
And into the town
Bounced on a tree branch
And rolled over roofs
It landed on a bus heading for the zoo
Then it splashed onto the pool
Back where it belonged
Then did a little swim
And sang a little song
What an adventure
What a day
But it couldn’t talk for long
Cause sleep got in the way
The woman saunters by the stream
Then kneels and strokes the water so blue
A million stars shine up above
She does a gentle sneeze - atchoo
Humming a song she knows from youth
As her ears become one with the breeze
Earths chorus lights up the night
And bounces through the trees
A woman alone is not a good thing
In this place of wicked ills
But the cross she wears around her neck
Serves as a protector against evil wills
Her wrinkling face seems effervescent
And sadness exudes from her face
Blood sees her exit the mortal coil
As the mans shadow takes her place
He knocked and he knocked
And he knocked for hours
Under the gaze of the April showers

The door stayed closed
No answer came
Everyday, just the same

He threw a stone
Up at the window
But no sign of a light glow

A car speeds by
His eyes quickly drift
Sadly as, a curtain lifts

Then off he goes
Trudging in sorrow
The same time he’ll be back tomorrow
So there it is in black and white
The thing has finally arrived
A formal page that means much more
Puts an end to our marital lives

I didn’t see this coming
Just a tiff that stayed too long
But once that tiff started bouncing
It exploded into a song

What do I do now
I mean how do I carry on
You didn’t wait around I see
He arrived the second I was gone

Maybe I could try dating
I’m a man with needs after all
The internet is a curious beast
I guess I could give it a call

A worthless piece of paper
Made from a thousand trees
It’s what you wanted in the end
That and the house keys

Goodbye then and good riddance
You were a waste of space
I just wish you’d had the decency
To not wave your affair in-front of my face
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