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 Aug 2019 cedar
Mike Adam
Ripple
 Aug 2019 cedar
Mike Adam
Weeping

Bank
 Aug 2019 cedar
Mike Adam
Yet shadow
Folds

Slithers on wall
And gutter

Supple

Lithe

Under telling
Streetlight
 Aug 2019 cedar
Qualyxian Quest
intense my need to read
      anxiously I plead
              I listen
     (but do not lead) ...


               honesty
 Aug 2019 cedar
Qualyxian Quest
amidst my life’s mess
      to put myself to the test

daily work, daily rest
      Galaxy Quest!
 Aug 2019 cedar
rose hopkins
The Summers flash by
green and succulent
like stations in the night
through the long journey of life.
 Aug 2019 cedar
rose hopkins
He looked at me
that child of knowing eyes,
knowing eyes
of iridescent blue.
Blue pools gazing
blue gaze searching
for a link.
A link of recognition.
New, wise soul
old,wise soul
connecting
smiling
love.
 Aug 2019 cedar
rose hopkins
To walk alone
along the road of life
enduring stones of spite
because you
will not
cannot
won't
accept the clothing
that they want to put you in
might not be nice
so compensate
with thrill of
knowing
doing
being
what you are
and be content.
1995
 Aug 2019 cedar
rose hopkins
There's a light on, on my dashboard
I've not seen that before,
I don't know what the light means
the manual's in the drawer.
That light is quite annoying
with it's constant warning flash,
I need to find a garage
not sure I have the cash.
Ah! this place looks quite friendly
I'll pull in here and ask.
"Well yes " the kind man told me
"it's nothing of a task".
The man was very patient
he never shouted once.
Thank God he never charged me
now I can buy my lunch.
most of my poetry is written on the spur of the moment ,in response to a situation or particular emotion, so it usually starts out life on scraps of paper or backs of envelopes. Once committed to paper I never change anything. This poem was written as a challenge from a friend to sit down and write a poem in 30 mins about anything.
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