John A'Hern

The words echo, walls have ears
Echoes around the centuries not absurd
My Pisces ways have me believing
From childhood to where I am today
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the old dirt path that led to home
familiar surroundings all overgrown
the home now a shell of what was once
the picket fence in disrepair laid where it had fallen
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Another day over, or so I thought,
tap on shoulder demanding attention,
brought thoughts, inner thoughts,
stood quite still knowing the scene.
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Walking the amazing coastline,
Cup of coffee in the local Café
Sitting, observing people passing
Checking on dress sense today,
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Grandfather, viewed through a child's eyes,
Approach a room the door always closed.
Sitting in the room in darkness
Except for dappled window light
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Innocent email arrived today
From a friend not far away
The content read, then read again
Just saying hello and how are you
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Status in life changes day by day
Promotion, it seems may come your way
Grandchildren, visit always a pleasure
Older versions, still a treasure.
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My grumpy old man side is visiting again
Moaning and groaning, the usual things
Why is this? Why is that?
Questions, questions, flowing fast
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They strode the pathway between the desks
Looking, watching for mistakes
Occasional stops whispered words
In charge of their domain keeping silence
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Stumbling up a favourite hill
A day like no other listening to the distant thunder
The top it waits there challenging still
Thoughts and memories collide
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So many memories, so many times
Saying hello, then goodbye.
Worn out from a farewell tour
Family and Friends all gathered for sure
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yesterday's cascade into todays
no turn off switch they tumble into place
the cause, a word, a scene no explanation given
avalanche covering, defences smashed down
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Teenage dreams of going places
Pocket money few and far traces.
A job delivering morning papers
The newspaper and magazine shop a browsing caper.
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A familiar street waits to greet,
Scenery not changed, the same terraced houses
Front doors reaching out to welcome you.
First home together, dreams fulfilled,
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Hands so often misunderstood
Sign language used not always for good
Waved around in angry mode
Waved in hello greetings
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Bus stops the places of dreams
Nightmares for some it seems
Some have seats others do not
Weather inclement is it a plot
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Sitting on a park bench contemplating life
good and bad and sometimes in strife,
sometimes a smile, followed by a frown
on it goes hour after hour.
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Decisions, decisions by the score
A crossroad appears different than those known before
No signposts to help, inner self has deserted
The decisions made will affect life as known
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Feelings flow when hands touch
attraction felt, love or friendship
Sometimes distraction, used when speaking
hidden from view, what is this action?
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Day to day not normal events
We can sometimes control their intent
Tomorrow is waiting for the unwary
You love your life there is no dreary
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