Poem -

dog likes walking

dog likes walking
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In woods alive    Snuffling out
The scent and ways

Of wild things
She knows          Now't about
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She's happiest here on
These here trails, me
I like the sea and moon 

Way shadows loom
On timeless sand
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Way god comes down and 
Makes demands

Ensures the waves roll in and out
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Bids them rage and roar and shout
Conducting all the twists and
Turns of

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Reasonings I know now't about

M

 

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Rory McGinlay

Nobody knows. Plans are fates way of justifying the test we all are put through, until a time we realise we're in the cradle of a total unknown 

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Jac Tales

'I love my dog as much as I love you.' Cat Stevens. They were the best days. 🙂

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Neville

There may well be those who pass this way who see these well lacquered words as just simply layered one next to t'other in neat little rows .. But I know for a bloomin fact there is far more pinned to this page than just words .. One has to consider spacing and timing and reps amongst other things plus the workings of a poets mind .. and when or if one considers all these things and more .. only then will they appreciate that that mind is indeed a diamond mined .. I love it like a fat kid luvs cake .. Neville x

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