Category: Fiction
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To Possess The Good In All
I waited for the good things to come And so bidden waited my time And watched the good fortune of others My patience spurned turned resentful I set forth to gain the good things alone To conquer and suborn all before me And through their thrall reward myself But gaining my aims meant I only won alone […]
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The Story is a Journeyman
If a story happens upon you And insists upon being told Welcome it as a traveller Shelter it from the cold Wait until it asks of you Should I be sent away? Answer it promptly It won’t wait another day But consider carefully For such a story left Is a forgotten mistake Lost forever as a silent […]
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The Son
That could have been my son I could have been his dad A child lying fast asleep Snatched too soon from my hands I reach across the bed I feel his slow warm breath A sure and certain measure Of his sure life and my poor love Now I nod at the mark of time So far from […]
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The Answer Lies In Between
I wish I could be open to another Without pain or fear or rejection And for it to be always the flow Of two rivers making an ocean Let me be the last to be vulnerable I’d rather you found out about me Without me revealing anything And keep that secret in its place. Yet […]
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Love Left Alone
If I catch and keep love It is no love at all Such love dies in my grasp Leaving dust in its wake. Maybe I should leave love go In that hope and with that faith That it might return to me As selfish as that may be Perhaps I should let flow My love […]
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A Bubble’s Lifework
Children near me laughing and chasing, Watching and waiting, taking turns carelessly Blowing bubbles, see them floating, Jumping and leaping, hands grabbing joyfully. But one bauble is an escapee, Under the spell of an invisible wand, It winks and smiles at me, And settles unbidden in my hand. A perfect sphere, glass and silver A crystal […]
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Let Love
Love when your outstretched hands wake you. Love till your eyelids gently call you to sleep. Let love master you and you be in thrall to love. For love will free you what would thwart love. Love calls from the sunset through the twilight Love dwells in the dark and calls to the light Love sinks […]
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Rainbows
I was told to see in black and white Then advised to look for shades of grey But that closed my eyes to the light And the teeming colour of the day So not seeing colour or shade Meant I saw nothing at all I then waited for dark to fade To open my eyes to […]
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Winter’s Past
Now that winter’s last touch is gone, And springs new day nearly here, I can lose my robe of grief, And face all of life once more. I don’t know what day will dawn, Nor if rain clouds or storm, Will set against me now, I do know dark will not recur. Spring will renew […]
Andrew James Whalan 