Three for the price of two

Naked apes,
woven from the stars,
Filled with storms and cosmic fire

Walk erect in liberation,
pursuing dreams with myopic eyes.

Gatherers,
hoarding words, wisdom,
And objects for present and future use,

Weave fluid histories, riven
With blood and rites of passage.

Travellers,
bearing heavy loads
Of ancient, buried memories,

Build material worlds, creating
Gods to ease the sting of death.

Seekers,
straining for meaning
Of concealed truths dimly sensed,

Make mysteries, hiding
ignorance behind masks of certainties.

Rulers,
fighting hidden dragons
garbed in fires of hate and fear,

Turn from reason, creating
chaos clothed as justice.

Dreamers,
holding onto visions
of peace, goodwill and love,

Walk softly in the night, hoping
one day sanity will prevail over all.

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A New Dawn

Shadowed shades subduing light,
dew dropped webs silken thin,
Silence.
Shrouds of mist cacooning mantle,
night moist leaves sit passive calm,
Stillness.
Sleep laden birds roost feather snug,
daisies rest with folded petals,
Slumber.
Silver Diana drifts on chariot cloud,
Zephyrs caress the moon’s adieu,
Sunrise.
Soft blush of dawn tints pink the grey,
Stirs dormant life to greet Aurora’s rise,
Serenade.
Sweet trills of birds herald morn,
Stars fade with the night’s departure,
Resurrection
Rousing breaths vast and sonorous,
mists melt - petals unfold - trees unfurl,

A new day.

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Eye Candy

A sideways glance. A second look.
A face that catches the eye.
A body honed to perfection
makes years drift back in time.

When age makes one invisible,
a glance goes unperceived.
Memories of being noticed
of flirting, dating, a heart
thumping, a passionate kiss,
come flooding back again.
The days when the viewer
chased and won the viewed,
all these have vanished
with the years. Not regretted,
but vaguely missed when
somebody catches the eye
and reminds the heart it’s time
to rest content with simply looking
and then to pass on by, happy
to know the look went unnoticed
so there was no chance of rejection
which also happened in the past
now, thankfully or hopefully, forgotten.

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