He sat and cocked his head
so that his eyes seemed almost
vertical.
Unfortunately
...
In fashioning Stone to give a song in every turning,
by giving flow to glass that is not molten,
placing a dancing step within a twist of steel,
bringing life and warmth to wood long dead,
...
What did I think was I doing here?
This was no old man*s cruise.
These waves belonged to the
Fresh faced, twenty something, sailors.
...
On days like these there is no other song
just the soft duet of gull and sea
no perfume sweeter than the scent
of salt upon the warm gentle breeze
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It’s quite a simple thing to do
just between gravity
And you.
Natural laws are binding?
...
Much like any other God
most people
never saw him coming.
Yet when he spoke
...
Albert Potter isn't dead
It were just a bloody lie
In fact, apart from athlete's foot
he's as fit as you or I
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And the barbed wire never ceases
And the craters never fill.
The guns are made and the guns are sold
And in the end they kill.
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I hear her cry, once again, she is alone.
Once again natures clock dictates a mate.
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