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The CanalThe Canal Halfway Between Saltaire And BingleyThe Canal
The river's ripples riveting, distraction dazed and drizzling, Timeless out of mind, where humankind is thoughts away; A distant call for solitude, the water-sparkles surface-skewed, A sky of distant grey, a Saturday, a soaring smile.
A wondered wistful waterway, a variegated spreading vein, Where mundane is exhibit on profanity's display, To wipe glasses clean, to be out of place. To displace extraordinary, A frightened recovery reeling, for the strangeness if you stay.
Shadows succinctly savouring, where trees bend gentl
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VengeanceWhere winter graces distant hills, and steel-grey roams the sky, Once innocence unfettered, battles one who cannot die; Where the storm drives mist and memory to lead the dogs of war, With eyes of gold, she faces down the beast they'd all ignore.Vengeance
A legacy of agelessness now rough and scarred by time, She bears a shield of gleaming tears, her armour once was fine; Her sword a bitter memory, her grief a harbour true, To forge within the spirit's furnace all her past anew.
My daughter... whispers on the wind, to dry my fallen tears; No recollection to sustain these ravaged, empt
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GullibilityStone of grey walls thoughts of war and challenges the guards before accusers claim I've turned from light when fear's awareness would ignore afraid to open eyes deceived ideas beyond my sight conceived illusory designs of truth that gullible I all believedGullibility
If stones could weep from them I'd wring a price beyond false reckoning at last ascend this broken stair to peace beyond imagining foundations creep, rich fathoms deep where pride and hatred ruin reap no place within for cause nor truth dark eyes sky-watching butcher sleep
Sink ben
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Memory's SloopAt the skyline, time is greying Where the naked breakers roar; Knowing wades through my awareness For I’ve sailed this course before; Tacked, though time and tide against me, Sailed, despite my fear of storm; For my shame and guilt conspire Where white thunderheads are born.Memory's Sloop
In the ocean’s endless empire Dreams are lost to vagrant tides; I recall these past frustrations Through the trough the keel rides, And the fractured wings of sail Lure no gull to bring me land; Torn and worried in this tempest, Forged to force my weary hand. &
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- Current Residence: Bingley, West Yorkshire
- Interests: Writing, reading, drawing, painting, roleplaying, walking, dreaming
- Favourite movie: Gladiator, Pan's Labyrinth, The Last Unicorn
- Favourite band or musician: Kate Rusby, Mike Oldfield, Coldplay, Travis, Art Garfunkel, Lifehouse
- Favourite genre of music: Sad!
- Favourite artist: Currently: liking Massimiliano Frezzato and Stephanie Pui-Mun Law
- Favourite poet or writer: John Betjeman, Emily Dickinson, Janny Wurts, Carol Ann Duffy - to name a few
- Favourite photographer: My mom
- Favourite game: Currently Heroes of Might and Magic 5, Spore
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Hazel - Watership Down; The Last Unicorn
- Personal Quote: 'Sic friatur crustam dulce'
- Tools of the Trade: The Muses
- Email: samflix9@yahoo.co.uk
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