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Nick Moore Jan 2013
Chaos my friend
there’s only one way to be
To make these eyes see.

Pragmatic in the attic,
a calmness and clarity
it’s the only way to be
pragmatic in the attic
To make these eyes see.
Nick Moore Jan 2013
Can you see beyond your own grave stone?

Can you exist in your own time zone?

Can you remember before you had a name?

Can you remember the innocence before the shame?

Can you remember not knowing what to be?

Can you remember the things you cannot see?

Can you remember the things you forgot?

Can you forget the things you cannot forget?
Nick Moore Jan 2013
Who dreams
who alive?

The flower
To the bee,
Inside the hive
Nick Moore Feb 2012
Wild as the sea hag
leaping across ****** bay
Rosaleen
a vision of you
on this day

Wild Rosaleen
fear and love
in your face
can be seen

The world is wasting
for the lack of you,
Dark Rosaleen

Wild Rosaleen
tears of sadness
in your eyes
can be seen

Bring back the Dark Rosaleen
back from the minds
numbed by the machine

Wild Rosaleen
seaweed and grass
in your hair
can be seen.
Nick Moore Feb 2012
What did I Glimpse
In the woods
That day?
Amongst the bracken
And
Bluebells that sway

Something wonderful
Is all
I can say,
Thinking about it,
As I
Pass this way
Nick Moore Jan 2012
One day
A time will come
My eye's search, tentative and narrow

A visit from
Bukowski's
Red sparrow

The light
My flesh will burn,
I hope to be
a
tasty worm
Nick Moore Jan 2012
The snow globe
Has been shaken,
All the pieces are in flux

Time to make a new start
That's not haunted by the past
New start
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