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 Oct 2016 SG Holter
nivek
even mass murderers smile
but I know of none
that were poets
 Oct 2016 SG Holter
nivek
the F word
 Oct 2016 SG Holter
nivek
fascination freaks fascist forgetting final forever first fact fcuked forefathers
 Oct 2016 SG Holter
nivek
you come from a long line of misfits
so why worry!
 Oct 2016 SG Holter
nivek
do not know of any saints in lineage
but granted there could be
given that the known family could do with all the favourable whispering in the ear of love it can get.
 Oct 2016 SG Holter
betterdays
i stand in the shallows
of my memory
casting a spiderweb line
back into
the earlier years,
the murky depth
of the old brain pond
looking for that
elusive memory
of when......when.......when


life was simple,
somehow, more complete
with days of sunshine
and butterfly grace
that flew on by,

when grass smelt greener
skies were blue and
there was always much to do

the future was out there, past the horizon
a thing that was too far away to ponder on

they were the days,
the beautiful days
I know I  dream of.

to recapture my youth.....

but all I can now do,
is cast about in memories
and hope to find myself
an elusive rainbow trout....
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