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Nick Moore May 2013
The ball of wool
got smaller and smaller
as it ran across the rug,
reflected upon the untrained eye
it looked just like a bug

The cat was intrigued,
decided to pounce!
but the ball just carried on dancing
and lost another ounce

Getting quite frantic now
it's dancing got faster and faster,
the needles did their work
the scarf got taller
but the ball just got smaller

Spotlighted by sunlight
due to clement weather,
disappearing!
it had reached the end
of it's tether.
Nick Moore Apr 2013
You seek to depress us,
I know no reason why?
Most of what you say is a lie

Looking through your windows
So many there to choose
I get the feeling, everyone we loose

You can be so seductive
I've had a fling or two
Now I think, I'm finally over you.
Nick Moore Apr 2013
I was sitting in my old rocking chair
Taking in the mountain air

All of a sudden I was filled with panic!
Oh no, for goodness sake!
not another earthquake!

But then these words I do declare
woodworms taken a liking to my chair
woodworms taken a liking to my chair

I rub the place where I had hair!
woodworms taken another rocking chair
woodworms taken a liking to my chair.
Just trying to make you laugh with this one : ))
Nick Moore Apr 2013
Everyone's a star,
every new thought
creates a twinkle

We are all spinning
at different speeds,
all the patterns are
transcendent

Individuals, that are "we"

Everyone's a star,
every new thought
creates a twinkle

When you look upon
the stars, think of all
the people.
Nick Moore Apr 2013
You told me,
just out of the blue!

It's true!
I'm so happy
about what's happening
to you

Now I know

It's true!
if you want something
enough,
it will come true.
Nick Moore Apr 2013
Barrowfields
Barrowfields

To walk on you’re
soft green skin,
aloft the cliff top
behold the great ocean

Barrowfields
Barrowfields

Burial mounds that
stand so proud,
the silence from within
speaks so loud  

Barrowfields
Barrowfields

When Atlantic mist descends
legend's whispered word
galloping horses
can be heard.
The Barrowfields, Newquay Cornwall I love to walk across them (and try to do so everyday) the views are spectacular, the Burial mounds date back to the Bronze age 1500 BC.
Nick Moore Apr 2013
Wondering around
formless and free,
compelling curiosity
to find out
what
could
be?

Constructing
alpha, omega
labyrinth
was seen to be
good

Entering the
construct, what
great fun to be had

Moving around each
twist, corner and turn,
celestial navigation
was learned

Dispersing,
fragmenting,
self awareness
was lost,
leaving clues
at each
twist, corner and turn.
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