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When too urgent is the quest
it's symptomatic of a gnawing unrest
When rumour takes over
    truth no longer does matter
When ideas are aplenty
     hardly a fraction has any utility
When you don't stand in anyone's way
you can safely say your day has been okay
I looked into a bucket of water in my garden,
And I saw the moon
I talked to it for hours,
It just smiled sweetly at me,
I felt better.
26/11/2020
When food is consumed in haste
it has lost its intrinsic taste
The waffle bird
Flew a bit silly
Like a **** pad with wings
Yet with its sharp claws
Reached down into the water
And pulled out
A dinner boat
Serving breakfast all day long...
Third and final (maybe) one in response to a poem challenge from Elizabeth Leone Laird. See her poem "Clarity" and take the challenge!
When the law is unreasonable
         can we blame the relentless rabble?
I couldn't tell my minds yet
Maybe I am not perfect,
I keep you in my little heart,
but I am a failed poet!

I have found the moonlight
on your happy face first,
I am always ready to fight
for you my sweetheart.

I would be a romantic cricket
and sing for you tonight
to make your dreams sweet,
Then you will feel me, I bet.
Enjoy reading my books!
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Art is the joy of creation
Whether it is a painting on a cave or a monkey with a paintbrush making a splat-if you enjoyed it then it is art.
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