Did you see the bouquet of flowers
tied to the railings at the side
of that lonely bend
on the road to heavens end
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That's a surprise!
That's a surprise!
That's a surprise!
That's a surprise!
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Footprints in the snow
How strange what is not there lingers
The church bells chime above
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and two poets greet
speak what of
when they meet
(setting sun and then)
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She leant upon her fathers arm
like a weeping willow calm
with roots so deep
and branches hung
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When we ask the same question
is it the same answer again?
No it's yesterdays answer that's always the same,
withered and dieing
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Stretched taught between two buildings,
a two dimensional tightrope defined the daily journey
two and fro between heart and mind.
One place called home and the other work,
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Enough of poetry
What of one who embodies it
Who is called poet?
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How very rare to find a presentist perdurantist
and rarer still an eternalist endurantist
it does seem perdurantistic views are eternaly present
but my presentist view is likely to endure
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Acting mindlessly without thinking
Stupidity, foolishness, madness, inanity
No this is not mindlessness at all
This is a description of a destructive mind
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