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i've known the mystic terror
my fears form full of mind

love is waitingly
listening and kind

tragic from the music
trapped tiptop by the past

silently eternal
Hey Now! everlast.
Pick a cause,
Any cause
Then traduce it
Down to flaws
Not justified
To drive its message
Sloganeering
Its progressive
True intention
Buried in
The factory wreckage
Manufactured
Discontent,
Last vestige of
The dissident
love.
  ouch.
    touch.
    don't.
   hate.
        forever.
   ­   never.
    stop.
     once.
       again.
A flick and toss
Is no win nor loss
If the coin remains in your hand

Heads and tails
Never fails
If you allow the coin to land

So give a throw
You never know
What destiny has planned
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
.


Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
If I could grow wings to fly,
From inside me to the sky,
I wouldn’t wish coming back,
Not to this soul of try and cry.

I soak in all alone and forsaken,
All my strength beaten,
I surrender to sit and wander,
Will my sun ever brighten?

My shoulder too heavy to lean on,
My face bowed and filled by yawn,
Can anyone feel me?
I desire to see the angel of dawn.

I wish if someone cared,
I would share and not feel scared,
But not even one dares to relate
I am all snared but can’t be repaired.
I am shattered inside.
A woman is a fruit that ripens
when she becomes a mum,
Her life changes,
A tiny bundle of joy she has been gifted becomes her reason for being alive.
For her child she becomes a lioness,
Don't mess with her.
A best spiritual teacher,
Healing and caring full of compassion.
A rainbow of emotions,
But still steady as a rock.
A manual,
Complete with instructions.
A bag of wisdom,
She has been there and she knows all.
Most of all she is LOVE
And we are born of that love.
Happy Mother's Day.
14/3/2021
A husband can remarry
But a child cannot replace a mother.
Original is the best.
maybe i love you.
maybe i want to know you.
i'm stumbling toward my center,
my inner child.
i wonder if she wondered
how i'd be at 21
the way i wonder about you.
tell me now,
do you still cry
to the same songs?
do you pause to breathe?
do you let the sunlight in?
do you remember me?
A life sentence, without conclusion.
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