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A slumbering fade
lips become quiet, and there is no malice
falling away into a nap
Thoughts process the distant Winter scene.
penniless and alone
forgoing family and friends for my words
A lost tired human
walking along rows of Christmas cosiness
wishing for pennies
Dreaming of the life I would lead with you.
lost to the four winds
feeling the nap recede into the afternoon
within the forest
the old gods have their options
when the humans stray
the whispering trees within
weaving their words of silence
enigmatic tree
a rustle of lush green leaves
the forbidden words
from chair, to keyboard, and back again
relaxation, words, music and overthinking
between the monitor and the bookcase
flowing Hiraeth for my sister and her hugs
From the first word
sinking into deeper water
Forgetting the world
submerged in saltwater
Feeling the wilting
swimming for the shore
Finish the last word
sorrow with empty shells
a necessity
vocabulary becomes
limited necessity
unfamiliar words become
a punishable thought crime
Shells on the sand
no one around today
wave spray lingers
a feeling of love for the sea
cold waves call to me
take me and dash me asunder
small in comparison
the sea whispers unheard words to me
so I sit and listen
my former self would have walked away
I hear the words
not so difficult to hear when you listen
Spilling your convoluted words
polluting the civilised writing world
Taking pleasure in re imagining
the critics dissect your written words
Passing away before your time
understanding of your words in death
Lamenting your words in death
your relatives profit from your courage
My respective words
the silhouette of my misshaped words
They sound disjoined
a laugheratic continuation of childhood
Ridiculed for being tall
a small person hidden within a giantess
My made-up words
just a case of laughter meeting low opera
Stare at me, my love
Come on, stare a little more!
There’s an idiom about you;
you clutching at old words.
Wondering about you again;
again I make haste slowly.
Frightened by the night sky;
sky dreams telling me lies.
Waiting for your love again;
again you’ll choose to hide.
C & K 