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Brian Turner Sep 2020
I see you there
Light of grace, light of air
Wings spread out
Be-clamed with the sun

Who am I to stir you?
Through my kitchen window
What have I got that can't wait?
What have I got that I can give you?

You lift a wing and clean it
You shimmer yourself in the heat
You look up to the sun
Stay happy little one
Watching birds from my kitchen window this year has been a joy
Brian Turner Sep 2020
Oh mobile you are the one for me
It all started with my Moto Razr V3
If only other could see
The mast on the M4 disguised as a tree

From text to WAP to offnet rendering
More love from you I will be sending
That scratch on the screen I will be mending
I work in Mobile Telecoms. I entered this into a cheesy valentines day competition and won a bottle of champagne, some sweets and a pink inflated balloon. The head of the department (A lady) was not impressed as I stood waiting in the car park with said pink balloon and champagne. For some reason she could not lower herself to ask why I had all of that :) There were many more verses but this is what I remember from 12 years ago. Look out for the mast on the M4 that looks like a tree.
Brian Turner Sep 2020
Boltzmann's constant rains
To reverse the great brain drain
Inversion must feign

With many atoms
Irreversibility
Hello entropy
Watching the movie 'Tenet' has made me think. Tenet introduces the concepts of entropy amd inversion.
Brian Turner Sep 2020
I've been staring into your bungalow from my rear bedroom window for about a month
My house looks down on you
You can't see me
I can see you

Why do you shuffle so?
What are you doing to that woman?
You are pathetic
When did you get so old?

Your hair is gone
Your back is stooped
You've lost your direction
Fool

You've come out to the garden
Your profile looks familiar
That scar on your chin
Wait....no wait
You are me
I had a house where I could see old neighbours occasionally. I didn't spy on them but had the dream that the man was actually an older version of me.
Brian Turner Sep 2020
You came to me thirty years later
Whilst I was on my back sleeping

Like yesterday you haven't aged
The emotion is the same
The same smile remains

This meeting place is sacred
I stir..
and you are gone...
Have you ever had a deep dream and think it is real? Here I dream of an old friend from 30 years ago. In a moment you are back in the present
Brian Turner Sep 2020
Social distance flouter!
Mask avoider!
Isolation idiot!
Covidiot !

I didn't chose to ride on the bus, I have to
I didn't chose to come near you, the alley is too narrow
I have a lung condition, I can't wear a mask
I can't isolate I have to put food on the table

Your view is part of the balkanisation of the Internet
Listen to me, hear my conversation
Listen to me, be human again
Challenges of listening and absorbing messages on the Internet around the current Pandemic
Brian Turner Aug 2020
The space between my thoughts is my destination
breathing in..
breathing out..
I'm almost there

I envisage a piston as my lungs
breathing in..
breathing out..
I'm there
If you ever try meditation th goal is to "stop thinking'
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