The elephant in the room laments
and memory falls on common sense
whilst on the window ledge she sits
thinking back to when she'd flirt and flit
always present - always there
she senses tension in the air
and one diverts from glaring eyes
a memory lost - a false design
unease amounts to what may be
a river running out to sea
a sunrise abandoned – nay – refined
normality redefined
then full moon comes in midst of frost
lending thoughts of what she lost
a sparrow's voice heard far away
in dark of night - in light of day
brings blessings stored in heart’s desire
yet to falter- yet to tire -
so lay your thoughts and dream what may
be in one’s heart come night or day
and in the end the sun will sing
love will defeat most anything.
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
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