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The Moon

I've lost track of the moon,
I was away for a month
In a cloudy place.
I've lost track of the moon.

The stars were in hiding too.
Sirius, where were you
my brilliant gem?
You, who was rising in the
early dawn sky as my
daughter was born.
I've lost track of the moon
As a child
Down by the railway sidings
Hidden behind
We watch an ashen man  with a painted *****
The silver could feed us for a week
And she laughs as I cry
In the face of youths first love
The vibrating rail
Is an ode to the loveless love
I thought of an influential writing that outlines the misfortunes of virtue and recalled a time in childhood
We would play amongst freight train lines on a steel mill
Every week an elderly guy would meet a ******* under a bridge and I wondered that at that time the cost of *** outweighed our poverty
 Mar 2017 Paul Butters
Knights
I'll deceive you with a smile,
I'll make you stay a while.
With a superficial charm,
That can bring mighty harm.
You've only reached the surface,
My remains remain a maze.
Am I too dark for you?

A simple face, hypnotic gaze.

With twinkles in my eyes,
I wear "Innocence" as a disguise,
Secretly bitter, better yet sweet,
master manipulator to my simple conceit.
where is the
*self appointed king

courtiers have noticed
the absence
all subjects
of the realm
await his not so
fond return

a royal
proclamation
didn't reach
the town crier
which hasn't caused
any concern
to they who live
in the kingdom's shire

should
the regent
grace them
with his presence
they wont be
feasting on
the finest ducks
and pheasants

two days
spent away
from the crown's
summer lodge
could the
******* up one
be doing
*
a sidestepping dodge
a light veiling fog
loitered o'er the river
on this Thursday morn
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