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Beware the Dreams of Other Men – A Poem

Beware the dreams of other men, the hopes of those not shared; Hark not to visions of one’s past ‘rise up from those who dared; Look only now within thyself, and not to search beyond; Seek out the truth that … Continue reading

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Ancient Battles Underground – A Poem

Ancient battles, under ground; The living they hear not a sound; Voices plead in soft despair; Telling those who come “beware!” “Here were fallen men of old;” The tortured tales to living told; “They fought for things that had no … Continue reading

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To Meet Again One Day – A Poem

At first they came in happy fright; Those soldiers seeking for the night; The darkness always hid the fight; They knew for moment things were right; But something happened not awaited; For them that night was quite ill fated; Rest, … Continue reading

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My Hamster’s Wheel – A Poem

My life has b’come but a jacket; Twisted kind which is oft’sold as straight; “To live free, not sure if you can hack it”; And I’m told for to sit down and wait. So I wake myself neat in the … Continue reading

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The Ruin We Cradle – A Poem

Each one of us has temptation; Tis something seeks us to bring down; A flesh-pull of being which echoes of meaning; And makes us lose sight for to drown. Some struggle to death for with hate; Sensations to them which … Continue reading

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What Dreams May Come? – A Poem

To close our eyes, perchance to sleep; To glory rage, to laugh and weep; To build on high our castle walls; To raise a tow’r, never to fall; To find the vict’ry oer our foes; To triumph over all our … Continue reading

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Our Society of Dead Poets

We pass on how to live in our genes. Our bodies telling us when we are hungry in order to eat, when we are tired to sleep. The myriad urges of animal life – when to purge our accumulated waste, … Continue reading

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