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Time on The Tussock

Sometimes I retreat
To the sunken underside
Of the floating island
Called my life
A mollusc amongst the reeds
Enjoying the pulsing silence
And gentle tidal caress
Feeling a weightless world
On my shoulders.

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Have a Great Day & Take it Easy,

Paul

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Poetry

Looking Through The Window

On Wednesday morning
with my eyes closed
I looked through the window
and listened –  to –
the natural percussion
of pouring rain
drumming
against mottled flagstones
creating a cacophony of calm
in the storm of my mind
not quite serenity
but not far off.

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Take It Easy

Paul