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:z57:...and a fierce craving in the way of wanting...
...by evoking you...:z58:
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In silent September I slept
Profoundly
In a desperate hibernation
In a cove where poets die
Nights and days slipped by me
A teary dream pierced an ancient love
Where were you?
Ah, dream hides in secrecy too
Surrounded by nothing
I realized I am alone
And just - just
A silent September
Asleep with me
P. Morgan
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My Shadow*
I quite often look at my shadow
I like how it follows me 'round
And does all the same things that I do
Without ever making a sound
It hides when the weather is cloudy
But I know it's always quite near
For later, as soon as the sun shines
My shadow is bound to appear
I've noticed sometimes in the evening
While watching the sun going down
My shadow gets all tired and lazy
And stretches right out on the ground
But then when it comes to my bedtime
I lie down and switch off the light
My eyes close, I can't help but wonder
Where shadows like mine go at night?
Perhaps it meets with other shadows
Sits down and tells them about me
The silly things that I've been doing
And hears its friends laughing with glee
But when I awake in the morning
I'm always delighted to see
As soon as I draw back the curtains
My shadow's there waiting for me
Peter R. Wolveridge
2018
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The Palette*
We were of differing shades in the palette of colours
You were blue
You were as calming and tranquil as water
I was red
I was as dangerous and wrathful as fire
You were white
Innocence, pure and good
I was black
Mysterious, and full of depth
But funny enough
Together
We match like the pieces of jigsaw puzzles
Little Azaleah
2017