Tony Pitman Poems

Awareness.

The student monk had spent seven years,
Learning how to comprehend awareness.
At the end of his study it was time for assessment,
To visit the master was his final assignment.
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Revival.

For fifty years no poem I wrote,
No thought of verse or rhyme.
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A kiss.

I never saw Mam and Dad kiss,
Not even a peck on the cheek;
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Tony's stones.

At last the weather's looking fine,
No more rain the earth will dry.
Time to plough the field for spuds,
But Duncan's tractor's rounding up.
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Faithful pair.

Nora and Dorothy are off to Mass;
Everyday they tread the same path.
Whether hail, rain or shine,
This pair will find the time.
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See little babes on the floor,
Moving limbs in time with tempo.
Automatically relating to music,
Not taught, naturally driven.
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Occasionally I find in life
Happenings to confirm my ideals
Indications to justify the search
The discovery of true identity
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Oh how I love the sun
Little wonder ancients worshipped him
Never fails in her mission
Lifts my spirit, clears the mind
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'What's missing in your life? '
'How possible to miss something I've never had? '
'Maybe just one thing. Some people call it love'
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How is such little emotion possible?
Seemingly no response or reaction
Heart and mind in turmoil
Carry on as if nothing at all
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