From behind the blinds
Watching the way the world turns
Feelings of censure
Whispering affirmations
Freedom slowly bleeds away
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Innocence
swept away from there
last seen running in a cloak
shadows and the sea
the lighthouse keeper worries
a vision of innocence
Green
plants in the office
reaching for the pinnacle
watching the plants die
the boss wants to have a word
the colour green is too much
Flowers
an urge for flowers
gigil at the croaking frogs
dance to the birdsong
throw your clothes to the four winds
unconstrained at the gardens
Soul Lake
a brooding still lake
pervasive thoughts overcome
all who see the lake
the dead wait in the dark depths
for the living to join them
The Swamp
they said drain the swamp
noises echo from the deep
they woke the dragon
fuming from the insolence
guarding his precious treasure
Tranquillity
the gushing water
antiquarian buildings
moss covering stone
the spring-born rushing water
drifting on tranquillity
The News
the piercing sunlight
speak words of comfort to me
talk about the sea
show me pictures of nature
tell me the news isn’t real
The Last Sunset
position for pay
Telephone calls re-echo
E inundation
a coffee cup on repeat
forgetting the last sunset
The Sea + Me
The cold, wild seashore
I stand before her vast moods
Me, the Horizon
Between the sea and the shops
I admire the grey, the sea
C & K 