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"abys" poems
I wandered lowly as a star, well I shopped in Ruthin in the spar! A birthday now sneaks up on me it's 40+ oh whoopee So what now can I expect from life, I've married divorced and been a wife! I've ridden, fallen and paid the price and lived my bucket list like fire My kids so far my greatest work, tried politics but full of nerds. The parallel is simple enough they drop their stuff I pick it up. So the world sidewalks into the abys, wear factor 50 to help with it As carbon gas heartache earth and we all go grey and loose our worth I opted out and moved to Wales my little family I shall save Just one thing left I need to do ... Find a hunk to chop some wood One who isn't thick upstairs and makes my winter's warm as well
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 3:12 PM UTC
Lewingtons lament
Held so tight like a child String wrapped around fingers A last anchor in the abys Then let go No change of position Just loss Deep marks cut into fingers All thats left Faded minuites later Then Nothing No memory
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Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
Balloon
A picture perfect serenity of waves crashing at the shore. The reflections of stars so bright giving a new lease of light (life). You see the wonder of the world lay out in front of you; how I wish I could see the world through your eyes, even if just for tonight? We are nothing but marks in the sand waiting to be washed away with the tide. The black abys of nothingness the sea offers up, tempting fate between life and death. Do I dare to risk being washed away in wishful thinking? Or, do I let the cripplingly cold waves take me under? A picture perfect serenity of waves washing troubles away. The reflections of a million dreams illuminating the night providing quintessential peace never experienced before. You see life as if it were a painting unique to us all; everyone sees the beauty, even if not always understood. We all leave our marks across the sand, basking in its never ending beautiful optimism. The unknowing views of opportunity amiss, the most sacred, forgotten hearts finding salvation. Do we dare to try taking risks into the unknown, no-matter the price? Or, do we hold onto what we know, always playing it safe?
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
Picture perfect serentiy