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Visions Released

Intense Imagery (A Haiku)

For our child

Dance Upon Shadows

A Rose

Night bus home

A Comfort Sent to You

Black Lung

Restless

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Foolish hearts

Heart to Heart

Returning Hero

Old and New

Words

Shades

Clutch

Going back

The Warrior

Facing reality

In the wind

Loyal soldier

Please Live

Lifespan

Sitting

Living machine

Revolution in Bloom

Morning Candle

Welcome Jack

Shadows of December

Unholy Love

Frozen Retreat

Sacred Crone

A Silent Knowing

I Am Not Spoiled Stinky Curdled Milk

Yes, Leonard...It's Math Again Tonight

Winds of time

The Power

What

Hungry for life

Autumn

All men

Man with no name

The face at the bar

Questions

Young girl

To the sea

Mountain Morning Lakeside Fishing

Dragged

I'm Strong Enough to Thank You

Every Step

Whatever!

Carpe Diem

JOEL

A mon fils

TO SARA

GrAttitude

Senses

Crisp and Clear

For everyone and no one

Random Joy

Redemption

 

For our child

You're the gift we always wanted
But never thought we would get
The day I was told you were coming
Is one I will never forget

It was a Sunday morning
Very early 4.30 in the am
I was woken by your mother and then,
Our life would never be the same

I may not have shown it but
It was the happiest I had been
The news was a total shock to me
My internal thoughts couldn't be seen

I don't know if you will grow up
To be like your mother or like me
But I want you to know that I will
Be proud of whoever you grow up to be

As parents your mum and I promise you
Your life will be full and often fun
Sometimes we may seem grumpy but
We will always love you son.





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