Mary Mc Creath Poems

Duty,
you go,
you say
To where it leads.
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My life aches.
My being slows down to look at the ache.
I am drawn into it.
The pain overwhelms me.
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I live by light
Was born seeing night and day
Colours bright and grey
Shape and form
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I caught this morning thought and
Wondered who I was and am
I caught this morning light and
Knew.
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We weave our webs of colour, of green
And blue and gold.

We weave our webs of feelings, of stories
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My world is moving
My suitcases are packed
And
I have bought my ticket
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A day or two of abysmal lows
And sleepless nights

And
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You at the roundabout
Keep your place
Don't get in my face
This is not a race.
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The joy within my soul
The longing in my heart
The mystery in my mind
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How?
To bridge the gap, gorge, chasm,
forged
by the years of the
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