Peter Vealey Poems

Glasses were collected,
A normality of cleaning tables
In your world.
Far from mine.
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Passing time,
Awaiting results
Bad, indifferent or good
Life is passing.
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A perfect symmetry
Of
Being intense, spectacular lovers.
We are right now, today,
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Seamless lines,
On a loose river of hope.
The window of opportunities
For old benevolence!
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Seeking basic needs,
On both sides of the war.
"This nervous disposition",
Cries out "SOLACE"!
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In the Simpsons,
Who can recall
This fodder stuff?
Postcard Zip Postcode
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John rang, and sang,
His way through his troubles,
In a more mellow, folksy time.
Can we, can we
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Puffed a lot of hot air.
You are getting ahead of yourself.
Sticking together religiously.
Ain't always the way forward.
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I felt normal all day long.
Heard from my ex-wife,
First time in years.
Felt re-connected,
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