heather sweeting Poems

Could I but take your gentlest thoughts
And weave them softly on a loom,
Gossamer of purest gold
Would make, for me, a rare cocoon.
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Only her shoes on the shoe rack now,
his, in a bag by the door.
Now they've taken him to the Hospice,
she says he won't need them anymore.
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In a far off land many moons ago
Was a forest where no man dared to go.
With trees as thick as a witch’s broom
It was darker than midnight on the moon!
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Fit for all!
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The Silver Trees

Come, let us sail past Windland, that strange land in the sea,
Where nothing grows and no one lives except the ‘silver trees’.
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Before us crouched the natives, menacing, ready for war.
Armed with their deadliest weapons, just as they were before!
Stamping and lunging they challenged us to meet them on their ground,
Before them the grisly remains of their feast, littered all around.
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A business based on craft and guile
Will always prove to be worthwhile.
Finely honed skills in double dealing
Should see your profits hit the ceiling!
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We met, we fell, but who could tell how deep the water ran.
The riptide of youth caught us out with the truth
that neither of us swam.

Our feet never touched the river bed, we struggled against the flow,
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Search for the pearl in the oyster,
Pan for your gold in a stream,
Never stop asking questions
and always follow your dream.
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Never dine at an Inn where the landlord is thin
and the bins in his yard overflowing.
You could share your pies with vermin and flies,
So remember to check before booking
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