stuck on train

not a poem
more of a lament
I'm stuck on the train
problems on the lines
snow and chaos ahead
as we crawl from station
to station
to allow the
angry mobs to disperse
by bus.

hope against hope
that I will
be in my hotel
bed, warm and
content by
midnight.

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Snow 2010

Each year the allure of snow
lessens for me
At first it was fun
A white powder covering
of my antipodean past

Snow silently falling
covering everything with light
and lack of colour
But shovelling feet of snow
to get the car unstuck
to collect the milk for tea
is a pain to me

So I'm all for a non white Xmas

Living other Lives

By reading your poems
Your words
seep into
Me

And attached to
the words
feelings nuanced
follow

Until I find myself
thinking like another
like you
savoring the
moment...

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the valley

from time to time
a valley intervenes
twixt the peaks
of life

you may feel low
but the water flows
through valleys
and puts the heights
into perspective

So hang in there
and take a draught
of water clear and pure
before you ascend once more

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Powerless

Life can be a pain
when aggressive and
unpleasant people
trample over your
feelings
proclaiming
that it's all your fault...

Poetry calms the anger
and restores
a tranquil
mind

To read or write
poetry
hits the spot
everytime

Poem without a Name

not every poem
has a name
a moniker to call
it's own

some just
hang out here
alone
unnamed

but not for
that disdained
for poem is
what poem does

and rose is rose
whatever man may
say

so nameless poem
rock on
rock on
and comfort me.

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post Sangria blues

what started as a great idea
some tapas, nachos
sangria

the cup was red
inviting cool
it slipped down
o so easily

overdo it
and pay the price
of your
all too
frail humanity

blear of eye
and ache of head
it's Thursday
and I've got them
post sangria blues

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