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SUN ON THE HILL
SUN ON THE HILL ...

Do you know? I’m not really sure
I'm rarely sure Is reality really fantasy? Or is fantasy reality? Are dreams real Or simply the way We wish our life to be, ...

Anxiety…It’s All In Your Head.
Where can you go when there’s nowhere to hide, when dark clouds roll, and nightmares ride, you see a path stretched dark with dread, it calls to the fears that live in your head. It waits for you with laughing lies, let’s you think light holds your eyes, but the blade is sharp, the aim is true, cuts away what’s left of you ...

School Reunion 2008
not mine, but true, as attended and witnessed. Pic.: my own ...

Sublimely Spoken
Message heard, the challenge enjoyed, occasionally comprehended In defence of the cryptic poet. It's very long, if you're interested in the subject, make another cup of tea, refill your hot-water bottle, go back to bed, and inwardly digest! Pic, no © ...

Lost Chances
that once waited, and remained unrealised. (Plus new version) Pic.: my own ...

The Year
The four lady seasons Spring is like a virgin clad in purity and whiteness with her blonde hair loose all shining in the sunlight in free length of generosity just waiting to embrace you and to cover you in love; while summer is a bride of sumptuousness and joy with garlands in her hair enjoying feasting all the time with whirling banquets non-stop without any end or limit to her splendid health and happiness. When ...

A piece of furniture
It is a table with me for several years, my grandparents brought it home, they died long ago, I learned to read, write, lean, stand, eat on it, it had also gone places, with me, saw its stiffness, its strength slowly turning into softness, the apron, the legs, the stretcher, yet it hadn't lost its shine by being what it is, I see the wounds 'I love you', 'I hate you' written on its top with the ...

Null and void
Mathematical or just neutral? Reduced to zero, spent and burnt out, finished and washed up, turned down to apathy and out of order, struck down as by lightning and annihilated more or less, demolished thorougly and even sober in addition, as if all the pitfalls weren't satisfactory enough, life is no more than nothingness, while winter paralysis spreads around and greyness seems to be the only colour in appalling universal callousness, with the advantage, though, ...

war is on
war is on truth the only casualty ...

Meredith’s Sweet-Aired Eden
An October day 2004 after purchasing George Meredith's Selected Poems 1898, fishing by the house where he lived, perhaps at the spot where he wrote them! Pic.: of River Mole, Box Hill, no © ...

madness
deliberate thinking the only skill worth learning the rest is insanity ...

Rules Of Engagement
remain, even when challenging as a textbook process Pic.: my own ...

Of Monastries, Moths, and Monoliths
Unwillingly admitted to the NHS Bombyx Service Home and Hospice Trust Unable to afford homestay costs. Pic.: no © ...