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Polar Jun 21
We lay together viewing city lights dance

Against starry skies

Illumination only we see.

Shades of people pass by

As night chill prickles skin.


Interlopers hiding in shadow we cling

Weighted by it's gravity.

Brought back to each other

As light begins to play with shadow

Loving in the dark we feel most free.
Polar Mar 6
'Those the Gods love
They must first destroy"
Euripides 5th Century B.C.

Never fear as shadows draw near
Those who sit through the night are first to see the dawn.
let the warmth and light of morning wash over you
As the darkness of night passes
Let the song of the universe soothe your soul
And the memories you created
Be left as a gift
Let the beauty of your life
Be carried into spiritual immortality
And part of the essence of you be retained within me
Peace be yours forever
Polar Mar 1
We step into existence from beyond the veil
With our fate stamped upon our souls.
Marking distinctions between science and faith
We find ourselves advancing through the cycle of life.
The Leapster or Leap Year baby
Shares a joke with the cosmos
Flouting our concept of time
To be born within times eternal spring
In life's cycle of ever green
We look to the stars
In order to be seen.
Polar Jul 2019
We carry our scars and hide our weaknesses sometimes trying to forget who we are to become someone else.

We hurt others in attack and defence whilst shielding those we love to create barriers against the outside world.

Everyday

We try to do more, be more

Measuring ourselves by success or failure.

On our best days we forget ourselves and put others first.

We come to learn, sometimes, our biggest success can come from our greatest failures.
Polar Jul 2019
He carves words he has spoken
Of promises unbroken
whispering into the dark
Chiselling delicately into her bones
With tobacco juice to bring out the tones
Quietly engraving symbols and psalms
Living for the night
Working through to the light
Communing only through dreams
In daylight she's secure
Inside a white Alder tree
Protected and respected
Her spirit flies free
Polar Apr 2019
We carry our worlds within our hands

And communicate in time with our heartbeats

We can see the world from above and far away

Or the inside of ourselves in minute detail

Time can be tabled, abstract or meaningless

As we try to find our souls

We adapt to ever change

While love remains the same
  Jul 2018 Polar
Busbar Dancer
She has never built sandcastles.
She has never toed the surf along the Gulf of Mexico.
She's only ever known these mountains;
these cold, granite monuments to impassibility
that reduce the sky to slits,
somehow managing to make the heavens smaller.

Half closed eyelids with their own trap-door gravity.

Short lives last eternities too
and there is beauty to be had
- even here -
It's just that everyone should get to build sandcastles sometimes.
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