Fence sitting causes splinters
But safety found in silence
Watching games there playing
Wondering at their worth
Falsehoods blossoming like petals
Some believe their truth
Sighing to see the games they play
Knowing of life inner truth
Gathered in their numbers safety in the flock
New ideas shielded by their misunderstandings
Wasting all their youth
Laughing in the silence
The crowds they mill and flock
Careful always on the edge never the boat to rock
Game playing with their lies held high
Again they con people [please they try
Sadness fills my vision watching as they lament
Beds they've made they sleep in
More tricks just to pay the rent
The when called on to answer
The blame they lay sideways
Always the fault of others
Through their patterns remain the same
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Hidden once their calling
Vast forests old growth trees
Ancestors cloaks there wearing
Spirit voices echoing once free
But as time marching silently
Crossroad signposts passing by
Empty bookcases attract the dust
Corridoors traveled doors unlocked
Gazing skyward stars reviled
Clouds they veil horizons far
Full moon gently caresses the land
Mighty rivers flow to the sea
Gathered silent sandbanks wide
Flowers garland meadows long
Seasons changing as they should
Nature smiling in her chosen way
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Mosaic patters scattered flowing through the ever increasing boundaries of life's creation
Emotions as that life giving waters flow endlessly through those stretching corridors we create within those dreams producing the visions we create
Experience as that hanging back drop tapestry woven from the clinging places as vibrating memories the past our futures making
As strands of leather through times apron gently woven into recollections gently nurtured, the good we keep, the bad rejected from the future its tossed forsaken
Again the shining rainbow coloured patterns scattered silently flowing through the ever increasing boundaries of life's creation


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Weathered grasslands called to pass
Sidelong glances drifting past
Echoed corridors lined with dreams
Forgotten places endless scenes
Why now called the summer flower
Willow tree bends to earth’s power
Rainbows arching cross blue sky
Lightning flashes slowly passing by
As if in answer prophets cry
Unread books on roads gone awry
Speaking of faith so many try
Eagles swirl alone up high
Tongues there spoken far and wide
As white mans sailing ships sails set high
Reaching new lands to supply
The different things he bring they cry
Born of welcome to white ghosts
Never fearing their new hosts
Times they pass and things they've seen
The destruction of their race no dream
Generation’s blame and lies
No so many white men cries
Cities built cross-sacred sites
Blots on landscape once so nice
Whatever happened to the Blackman’s rights

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Pennies casually dropped to the distant depths in gathering pending hope to wishing wells
Moonbeams caught amongst their silvery slivers of light amongst themselves
Quiet whispers rebounding of that chatter of fates bent confusing and strange ways
Echoes like ripples from lakes surface created by skipping stones vibrate through life’s days
Searching into the distant horizons shot with heat haze fortune cookies shatter break
Emotions in gathering ripples travel ev outward causing those ripples cross life’s lake
Standing silent watching with eyes that search my soul standing apart from that crowd
Wonder why they rush about trying to be the things that they are not and they need be so loud
Warm hands still remembering the days that now be past treasuring those holding recent memories
Thoughts of times so different like summer childhoods never ending breeze such things they are these
White edged satin azure sky blue days that seemed to have no end fraying satin now it still it clings to lace
Memories even those photographs growing yellowed and torn with age they can’t replace your face
Moving sideways shifting to greet the mornings early light another day is christened dawns first shimmering light
People shuffle move about pretending they are real but like the mice in programmed corridors they drift through life’s mazes
But ever watching smiling tempted sometimes to laugh but never shedding raindrop tears observing from on high
Those tear shaped raindrops from my weary eyes so much of life they've seen are falling like those pennies from the sky
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Photographs painted cities proud
Shimmering puddles rain soaked crowd
Ventures forth silent stillness called
Colours chasing rainbows showers fold

Remembered images spider cracks in glass
Fortune cast like driftwood
from the past
Cluttered highways peak hour homes
Willow bending shore breaks free

Past times echoing forgotten tunes
As coastlines etched in ancient runes
Belonging cost to all event
Twirling treetops shaped in winds lament

Grey haired monks by habit hide
Distant echoes calmed by dawns first light
Passing aimlessly through dark of night
Called by wonders seeking to complete
Again the reflections drawn from campfires heat

Architects of destiny call to speak
Places dawned life giving feat
Dew draped windows speak of inner heat
Tear shaped raindrops rainbows complete

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Chasing seeking with my eyes open reflections gained from past experience
Reaching now with trembling hands again afraid to offer trust
Shifting always northward shadows behind me cast by each new days dawn
Finding solitude and refuge in my thoughts and dreams I cast that to time REM periods of sleep
Forgotten crystal shot rainbow daydreams once thought so important to my life and me
Again I dare to reach forward outward with trembling hands grasping for the future who's days will calm my past
Again that fast flowing stream called life viewed with eyes burdened by past experience sorrow wells up to those who didn't last
Again chasing seeking those rattling ghosts casting them finally at last
Chasing seeking with eyes of steel created by my past
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Fern leaves mirrored light is bent
Dewdrops glistening heaven sent
Dry lands drinking sky borne rain
Again the echoes sound so strange
To be tomorrows yesterday
Sitting quiet living in today
No past no shadows now of grey
Wondering now what made us stray
From things so common to the plan
Altered fabrics change of brand
Voices echo through the night
Stalled by sunrises warm soft light
Ash damped down by dying fire
The hopeful press and never tire
Spurred on always by lifes hope
Seeing always the ways to cope
Mirrored images waterfalls pass
Crystal pinned diamonds on the grass
The seasons casually spinning wheel
Meeting lifes terms meeting lifes deal
Seeing things for truth what’s real
Heartbeat constants knowing feel
Believing now it’s worth the cost
Warm sunrise banishes night’s cold frost
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Cotton wisps of clouds do scuttle by
Newborn babies first voiced cry
As if believing in the earth
The willow bends and dips with mirth
Collections gathered over times
Possessions bagged stand all in lines
Deep held thoughts released in breath
Towards our future with one step
Tomorrow fades to today’s yesterday
As upright do the faithful pray
Gathered spirits once thought spent
No longer even anger do we vent
For casting eyes from shadows deep
White sunshine dawns horizons creep
Bringing warmth to solitude
No longer to self do we delude
Visions splashed across clear skies
Forward progress banished lies
Treetops skimming at first try
No longer do we weep or cry
As if in being crystal scene
Life taking shape within our dream
Sorrow banished to the past
Eyes looking forward thoughts we cast
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Running places lost to time
Newborn baby showing their first smile
Remembered treasures counted gold
The roaming soul above all told...
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Running places lost to time
Newborn baby showing their first smile
Remembered treasures counted gold
The roaming soul above all told
Tin cans rattle pushed by wind
Before the falling of those kings
Half forgotten painted memories
Full moon gazes on tall trees
Gliding shadows smoke smudged haze
Beyond the feeling of the days
Gathered quietly campfires bright
The early sunrise breaks the night
As watching eagles soaring high
Between the edges of thermal sky
Ever searching seeking past
The mirrored crystals hid by glass
Pages turning windswept words
Turning once on mile long piers
Strangeness visits like a friend
The world it turns while all pretend

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Seen distant in the heat haze visions seen to cast
Blue hazed mountains framed in lands red dust
Cattle quietly grazing knowing not their fate
Shearers gathered campfires pushing back the night

Tales as stories flowing liquid amber in no haste
Across this wide brown land so rich and yet so vast
Such a short history since that first tall white mast
A land so young so proud but then again so new

The shears and the cockys together saw troubles through
Then came the sprawling cities so vast in chrome and glass
Eating up the shorefronts like possessed high rise colonies
Shattered now the silence the freedom and the peace

Where once there toiled the battlers so many mouths to feed
Life now ruled by foreign time clocks set in many hands
Changes now to our culture most of them far from good
Where now gone the dreamtimes lost to myth and youth

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Tranquil places rivers run
Shadows hiding from the Sun
Reason found amongst the days
Listen now the wise man says

To stories buried deep in time
Feelings growing now just fine
Happiness found in peoples smiles
Resting now to watch awhile

Seeking truth in life’s honesty
Struggles won now to be free
Amongst the dreams somehow complete
Marvel now how large the feat

That brings us to this place of rest
Somehow now we’ve passed the test
Choosing now our chosen way
Deciding now to sit to stay

Out of fast lane and duress
Sorting now pasts cluttered mess
Building on foundations new
Truth and honesty now we view

As old friends meet along the way
Morning sunrise calls new day
Unfolding now new mysteries
Choices now for he who sees
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Seeking forth to times that linger last
Knowing somewhere in those dreams
You are out there waiting so it seems
Mistakes made in times long past
One day by chance I know we will meet
Somewhere someday on lifes street
To join to hold warm hands in trust
Just you and I the two of us
Then we both look back on our past
Thrown down the shadows of those masks
And walk together future bound
Knowing honesty in truth, we've found
No longer needing to run to escape
Warm comfort found in our joined fate
Feeling that what’s found is right
Finding shelter from cold dark night
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Never knowing to be free
Collecting dew drops all to see
Raindrops pooling through the past
Seabird sits atop tall mast
As if in answer echoes float
Beside tall reed banks so remote
Mainstream life it floats on by
As ripples washed like tears do cry
Smooth lake surface shines like glass
Soft breeze rustles thought the trees
White caps dance on muted seas
Whilst each new day brings its reprieve
Watching sunsets all alone
Wishing for those times unknown
Where now the chance the road to see
Who now to share this place with me
Knowing only time will tell
Patiently waiting fates soft bell
Somehow hopeful through lifes storm
One day we will hear each other’s call
And when we meet in bright sunshine
Your reflection matching mine
Upon this very day you seek
The wasted years will seem less bleak
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Endless dreaming wide brown land
Floods and droughts in cycles come
Long parched deserts they abound
Along the shoreline civilizations found
In horse and dray explorers roamed
Harsh bushland coastal open plains
Then the goldfields and coal seams
Steamers plied their river trade
Convict labour enshrined in chains
Bushrangers encased in metal mail
Laws and rules made across the sea
So many generations that set us free
Governors harsh like Macquarie
The common people did not see
On the sheep’s back we once did ride
Gone now that Australian way
Gone now our once countries pride
Again owned and at outsiders behest
Country strip mined foreign owned
Where now the old call of mateship true
Again the land owned and at outsiders behest
Country strip mined and foreign owned
Where again now the call of mateship true
Could our cultures time truly be through
Again the stain of religions from across the sea
Creeping forcing change from deep inside within
Even now words written such as these
They use our very laws to gag and choke

(If this offends anybody glad it served the purpose for which I wrote it )
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Fern leaves mirrored light is bent
Dewdrops glistening heaven sent
Dry lands drinking sky borne rain
Again the echoes sound so strange
To be tomorrows yesterday
Sitting quiet living in today
No past no shadows now of grey
Wondering now what made us stray
From things so common to the plan
Altered fabrics change of brand
Voices echo through the night
Stalled by sunrises warm soft light
Ash damped down by dying fire
The hopeful press and never tire
Spurred on always by lifes hope
Seeing always the ways to cope
Mirrored images waterfalls pass
Crystal pinned diamonds on the grass
The seasons casually spinning wheel
Meeting lifes terms meeting lifes deal
Seeing things for truth what’s real
Heartbeat constants knowing feel
Believing now it’s worth the cost
Warm sunrise banishes night’s cold frost

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Clouds on life's horizon
Transparent shimmering backlit images across life's celluloid screen they stroll
Gathered deep within your mind those hidden wishes that well up from your soul
Garnered now in fine cloth of wellbeing those stories waiting to be told
Never ending imagination like the clouds on life's horizons that we all behold
Flashes instances of the memories around the written words these stories now unfold
Riding the scope of endless places found anew shaking of nights long dark cold
Again the transparent backlit images as thoughts across life's celluloid they stroll
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Photographs painted cities proud
Shimmering puddles rain soaked crowd
Ventures forth silent stillness called
Colours chasing rainbows showers fold

Remembered images spider cracks in glass
Fortune cast like driftwood
from the past
Cluttered highways peak hour homes
Willow bending shore breaks free

Past times echoing forgotten tunes
As coastlines etched in ancient runes
Belonging cost to all event
Twirling treetops shaped in winds lament

Grey haired monks by habit hide
Distant echoes calmed by dawns first light
Passing aimlessly through dark of night
Called by wonders seeking to complete
Again the reflections drawn from campfires heat

Architects of destiny call to speak
Places dawned life giving feat
Dew draped windows speak of inner heat
Tear shaped raindrops rainbows complete

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Painting memory pictures of the past
The truth of honesty finishing last
Rain clouds scatter drought away
Sunrise brings yet another day
Where you went to who you are
The classic beauty of your guitar
Your written lyrics stand for time
Your sweet voice as summer sunshine
The way you brighten up the room
Just by being there and being you
Your hazel eyes that cut straight through
The crowds of people that you view
Never playing on their dreams
Always bringing happiness to life it seems
The lucky few you get to know
Remember deep your inner glow
Room full of treasures you create
Asking nothing just to follow fate
Writing ballads guitar tunes
Bringing joy with each new moon
Asking nothing but respect
To even know you honors us
The hand that builds
The mouth so sweet
One of the most wonderful women
A man could meet
Blowing kisses across the street
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Gathering cloudbanks merge and seethe
From the trees winter has taken leaves
Full moon silver glow on cold dark nights
Beyond the gatherings in the endless sky

Of the times left distant in the haze
Beginning times of subtle change
Life quietly treading to fates subtle ways

Belief belonging to the brave
Concrete jungles scrap the sky
As people like frantic ants scurry by
Driven by who know what who knows why

Single pieces of the puzzle
Falling like raindrops on tin
Before the time that fate crept in
Altered stages bringing something new

Mirrors reflecting seen right through
As if in peaceful harmony sunrise
Brings yet another day
Goals made met less through neglect
Bringing forward fate new set

Pleasing smiles cast with a glance
Purpose shows its hidden hand
As today’s tomorrow becomes yesterday
Pulsating starlight breaks dark night’s sky
Pausing to watch the Gods pass by

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Papal places borne of trust
Missions built to all of us
Regardless of their race or creed
Thresholds crossed among their need

To face the days their playing fields
Emotions net those things revealed
Places hidden in night’s dark
One of each upon times ark

Webs once spun as spider’s tales
Cry not now the creed of males
Showing solid fronts afraid to fail
Moonlight silver shows lifes trail

Beaches found with footprints few
Coins they ****** to pay dues
Memories tucked away to mime
Fate it shimmers crossing time

New eggs safe in high tree nest
The chosen passing natures test
Rising now to feel the wind
Newborns flutter voices sing

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To listen to the things you be
To be by your side eternally
To be the person that you trust
To be together as we must
To give you space when it need be
To let your love it just rein free
To chase the shadows from your day
To listen as you have your say
To be the one to stand by you
To honour you in all things true
To catch you should you ever fall
To answer always when you call
To be the person in your life
To stand with you against all strife
To walk with you along life’s road
To be there as our love unfolds
To wake beside you each new day
To listen to the words you say
To be the one that you think of
To honour you with all my love
To be the dreams within your night
To share with you a love so right
To gather you into my waiting arms
To keep you safe from all life’s harms
To speak each days last words to you
To hold you tight into the night
To be the person you call mate
To be forever at your hearts gate
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Raindrops falling to parched earth
Bringing now growth flowing forth
Jesters brightly dressed dance to the court
As waiting wine brings on the thought
Past echoes with there canyons wide
Divided thoughts they soon take side
As waiting in lifes open wings
The monkey waits and patiently he sings
Never realizing his time is now past
Never to again bring chaos to the pass
Addictions shadow lingers still
Choices now mine for good or ill
Chained and caged in times gone past
Forgotten memories of the kind that last
Fleeting freedoms visions of warm sunrise
Rebuilding worth from times gone by
Relapse options used too many times
Years stretching ahead to realize
Where we can be some years from now
If we but tap lifes higher power
All things now within our grasp
No longer slaves to our wasted past
Bringing only those good things
Forgiving all those broken dreams

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Seen distant in the heat haze visions seen to cast
Blue hazed mountains framed in lands red dust
Cattle quietly grazing knowing not their fate
Shearers gathered campfires pushing back the night
Tales as stories flowing liquid amber in no haste
Across this wide brown land so rich and yet so vast
Such a short history since that first tall white mast
A land so young so proud but then again so new
The shears and the cockys together saw troubles through
Then came the sprawling cities so vast in chrome and glass
Eating up the shorefronts like possessed high rise colonies
Shattered now the silence the freedom and the peace
Where once there toiled the battlers so many mouths to feed
Life now ruled by foreign time clocks set in many hands
Changes now to our culture most of them far from good
Where now gone the dreamtimes lost to myth and youth
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Running places lost to time
Newborn baby showing their first smile
Remembered treasures counted gold
The roaming soul above all told...
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Running places lost to time
Newborn baby showing their first smile
Remembered treasures counted gold
The roaming soul above all told
Tin cans rattle pushed by wind
Before the falling of those kings
Half forgotten painted memories
Full moon gazes on tall trees
Gliding shadows smoke smudged haze
Beyond the feeling of the days
Gathered quietly campfires bright
The early sunrise breaks the night
As watching eagles soaring high
Between the edges of thermal sky
Ever searching seeking past
The mirrored crystals hid by glass
Pages turning windswept words
Turning once on mile long piers
Strangeness visits like a friend
The world it turns while all pretend
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Rewrite of an old one.....I could have picked an easier one to rewrite lol

Winters emotions

Coldness issues and seeps slowly under my feet through bare polished wood floors
Winters growing chill subtly and with seasons stealth lays her hand upon the land
Memories of those summer days
Nighttimes' blackness now comes early with its seeping hint of winters cold memories of summer now but a golden memory that covers gilded cage

Meanings now lost upon dusty unlit shadow covered book ends upon the once warm shelves
Emotions deep they resonate with messages unheard in souls dark cold winter wells
Smiling frightened life now dishelved with the coming of that winter emotions found so cheap
Endless distances across life's journey those memories of warm summer now they slowly creep
Reaching out that warm friendly forgiving hand that will always be there for you to reach for to grasp forever hold
Silent teardrops tracing the well worn passages down my cheek channelled silent rivers as again that new love grows now so cold
Matching now and marching side by side as if in a brass band I sit again in silence watching natures seasons change
Again fate in her wisdom in league with Destiny reaches deep within us and causes us to rearrange
Candles flutter in competition with open fires warming roaring glow writing illuminated seen by fires light
Again I wonder that age old timeless question and seek answers from the heavens to untangle life's great mystery that of knowing wrong from right
Trust again given to the wrong person from this heart of mine tearing at emotions as I watched it used as a door mat torn up just thrown away
Again I feel the searching yet again knowing the meaning of unconditional love and honest just for that one that comes to stay
Again the road ahead its view uncluttered by the falsehoods they did bring seeing clear eyed with happiness the future ahead with wide open view
Journeys to those places been experience lessons learned kn owing glancing to the recent past theres nothing there worthy to be seen
Raindrops falling pattering musically upon the roof above they mimic as if in harmony those that we've sometimes cried
People and their games they played like the coldness from the polished floorboard beneath my feet they haunt the confines of our head
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Sydney NSW AU Luna Park as it once was
Tear shaped falling from the sky
Remembered dreams no need to cry
Childhood memories of large ferris wheels
Fairy floss mounted on long sticks
The jesters and their sleight of hand tricks
Roller coasters that seemed to touch the sky
Halls of mirrors in those mazes we did try
Luna Park backdrop to Harbour Bridge
Hyde park bands free for all to see
Northern Beaches before the developers came
Tore out the hillsides now not the same
Toronga Zoo Sunday outings so true
The HMAS Melbourne parked below
Those times the people where so few
Now urban density Sydney so untrue
Cross town tunnels tollways abound
Thick black haze of pollution now surrounds
Grid lock in peak hours always found
Am glad I no longer live in that surround
Living for the country air that I can breath’From the rat race I have taken my leave’
I wonder if all the computer systems failed
‘How many in the cities would survive bad Sil
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Scattered through the mists of time
Ancient bells echo out their rhyme
Swirling dust clouds rolling through
Whispered echoes of the things once true
Raindrops spiral downwards gather pace
Bringing life to dry (wrinkled) creek beds face
Erasing fissures in long dried mud
Drought it breaks and turns to flood
Straddled now aboard fates train
Each day seeing how we lose the pain
Of places once held treasured deep
Where once we did just stand and weep
As changes flowing on life’s tide
Mountain streams feed rivers ride
To replenish stockpiles once deplete
Fate to destiny’s chance we meet
Cloaks their gathered against the cold
Reaching now the things we hold
Warm light floods the way ahead
(More wonderful than that book you read)
Remembering now the things you said
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Illusions scattered throughout time
Gaining depth and colour as they shine
Ghosts of spirits laid long to rest
Shining stars made the most of us
Yet even in the darkness before the dawn
To mankind each minute newborns cry
Propagating plants in forests high
Treetop dwellers pass silently by
Leaving nothing in their wake
The gamblers raising up the stake
As mirrored reflections paint the past
Treasures buried unearthed now at last
Bones long fossilised to rock
Worn down mountains valleys top
Seashells washed upon the shores
Lifes avenues with unkeyed doors
Shattered fault lines run askew
Remind the earth of all that’s true
In ages past the impact craters
From space the end of dinosaurs
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When in sadness your pain does fall and make you cry
Lift your misted tear shot open pain reflected eyes up to the sky
Think of only rainbows shot with warm sunshine in your mind
One day we will meet talk quietly and together find
Each morning waking constant and caring by your side
Comfortable in that happy contented road we will ride
Banishing all those sorrows from our life's past
Together hands tightly held to Destiny our futures cast
Never knowing again that need to lie seeing of the times you try
Never again feeling that pain the loneliness that made you cry
Destiny so gently carefully joining us in our fate
Whatever now comes to pass together tall we can create
So long have I been searching waiting for your smile
As I now in happiness stride out for you that extra mile
Knowing always feeling sure somewhere up ahead
As we pass upon life's busy road you pause my mind is read
Knowing in a bustling busy crowded street
As we pass knowing somehow we both shall meet
In time together our sadness we will overcome then beat
Warm hands holding finding s hearts safety no retreat
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Soft as calling the breeze through springtime trees
Sunshines warmth cascades through early morning trees
Beachfront waves lap quietly to their last reprieve
Sometimes places in in memories such as these
Of times so long in ages distant past
Thoughts gathered in the nets our imagination casts
Of dragons and the middle age mountain dwelling folk
Twist round the fireplace our thought we stoke
And as in embers stirred n ow to the night sky
Beyond the beliefs of those we one did try
Then finding grass touched by the rain so green
True light spills from dawns first sunrise echoes as a dream
By and large the clouds across the vaulted sky
To enhance the thoughts that gave us hope to try
Ignoring now the voices of those that said we could not try

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Watching as your feelings grow
Your inner wall comes down so slow
Always wary of past pain
You reach and dare to feel again
Things so different from your past
So hard to believe that it will last
Not searching now just to be held
Scared now as our feelings meld
Hurt and used so much before
So many times upon that floor
Made a plaything they did use
Your feeling they did just abuse
So long needing to survive
At arms distance just to stay alive
Never thinking you might find
One who cares someone so kind
Through with running now away
Knowing in your heart you’ll stay
You know I care not of your past
I’ll hold you gently we can last
As you find your life anew
I’ll care for you like very few
Give you space the time you need
To be there as you struggle free

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(Trigger warning on this one for those who may have suffered or those who know those suffering in addiction )
Belief beginning between crossed lines
Roadways leading through lifes times
Again the echoes called on through
Wondering again how much be true
Chemicals chains as manacles be
Searching forward to be free
To wake in mornings with clear eye
Making decisions that don’t make us cry
Finally willing now to try
Against the odds of times gone by
Walking with addictions shadow close
Believing soon it to be a ghost
Hoping of life to make the most
No more just voicing the same idle boast
About the things that now should be
Not caring should my addiction disagree
Making life now just for me
And if in this passing friendships be
All too well through the fog now I see
The clouds of addiction lift to leave me free
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