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Stood on
Road of my life split
in two ways
Stopped and amazed

Left less travelled
In fear to get a longer way

But in the cries of most travelled
I lost my ways
Itch
Scratch

A rash calf-

It took years for
The bark to spread-
Leg-trunk-head

Til roots sank from
Foot soles to
Molten core of iron-

For limbs to sprout from
Eyes-ears-mouth to
Foliate-

For boy to man
To grow-

Begin rustling

To speak or
Scream into the
Howling wind
It's been too long since
I touched your face
Looked upon your smile
Heard your laugh
Felt your touch
Held your hand

It's been too long
Since we walked the beach
Smelled the sea air
Watched the waves
Wrote our names in the sand

It's been too long
Since we danced
Watched a movie
Ate popcorn
Sat in a cafe
Sipped coffee

It's been too long
Since I felt your presence
Near me

It's been too long...
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The scent of night perfumes my pillow here tonight
Alongside jasmine dreams that will never go away
a traceless dusk awaits me by tomorrow's infant light
as I dream beneath the ombre of a lost forgotten day
Silently I revel by the flowered gates of paradise
jarring open with my fingers parting veils of time
a harp of gold is being plucked right before my eyes
as I float towards its cadence I feel quite sublime ...
Ephemeral presences with the feel and touch of home
everything is moving smoothly as I begin to fly
oh blessed day I have arrived here I stand alone
my bare soul with nothing to hide
here inside this fragrance kingdom an aromatic bliss
permeating right through heaven, just like a gentle kiss.
 Sep 25 Geof Spavins
Olivia
Sadness runs through my veins
paranoia creeping up my spine
my body feels heavy
mind is a maze of darkness
It comes in waves, endless waves
There's no mercy at the hands of depression
Morning air as I breathe you in  
I open the treasure chest of hope  
This moment on the mind says  
God is with me and I am free
In this quiet moment of reflection
I find a world of peace      
The river, the earth, the simple rose,  
all grown in the womb of my Father's love  
Blessed thoughts of gratefulness
I find the meaning of life, as I know it
Inside this poem the caress of Him
who gave me the gift to write
Morning air as I breathe you in  
I come to know why the stars don't dim
Its because of Him, isn't it ?
Soft, lilting sounds
Almost hypnotic in their tone
Laugher rolling down green hills covered with grass
Giggles and the Wizard of Oz
Magic everywhere one looks

Times with a friend playing cards
Traveling down the yellow brick road to other places
Different places, new adventures

Spring is warm and soft like Primavera
Flowers perfume the air with their scent and perfume

The time of season has started where the air is clear
Nights are cool and nature wakes up once again to the start of a new year after the cold dark winter

Primavera
Time of renewal
The Season is Coming
Can’t you feel it?
The change?
The light is different?
Less intense
The air is getting cooler
Calming breezes
Crisp nights
Colors coming
Reds, yellows, oranges and golds
Trees showing their best
Apples abound
Smells of cider and cinnamon
Sweaters in stores
Fall coats
Warm socks
Blankets
Hot chocolate
Soups
Apple pie
Bright colors
Hypnotic scents
The season is upon us
It’s coming
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