Tag Archives: growing old
on the road
Ear Phones Recommended: the morning sky still bears the smudge of last night’s dark rain clouds I am on the road before she wakes to escape the lies and doubts this is my favourite time of day I feel the … Continue reading
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Tagged alone, carousel, growing old, journey's end, on the road, poem, poetry, the future, ties that bind
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a year
a year has slipped past since last I saw your face a year of good times and bad a year when I cherished a few moments of joy and endured many months deeply sad a year when you smiled and … Continue reading
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Tagged a year, empty and cold, good times and bad, growing old, moments of joy, moon beams, passage of time, poem, poetry, the darkness grows black, the sun slleps
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Time in Rhyme
Once when time was long and slow AnElephant decides that he must go Back to the start of everything Back to where all life begins He knows he cannot bottle time It slips through fingers and through minds It can’t … Continue reading
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Tagged agelessness, bottled, death, east to west, growing old, life, poetry, right to left, time, up and down
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