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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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Paul's Poetry: April 2013

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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Paul's Poetry: June 2012

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Saturday, 30 June 2012. Luck, the Friend. My report is due, my director awaits my reply,. As I sit by the river, pen in hand,. Thinking of the intricacies of life. An old hand casts his lure into the. Trying his luck once more,. For his spot is not a special one,. The pier where hire boats bump,. People wanting to come ashore. For more beer, more laughter. Why does he try his luck at this place. Where fish are never caught? Why ask luck for the impossible unlikely. Loud inebriation disturbs his peace.

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Paul's Poetry: Shine

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. Night sky and stars, dogs at my feet. They look to me, I look for something else. Wishes, dreams, desires, all shine in the dark. The strongest shine in the light of day. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Boy With A Dozen Red Roses. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.

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Paul's Poetry: September 2012

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Monday, 3 September 2012. Net Curtains and Chauser’s Adjectives. Beautiful, picturesque, charming, pleasant,. Delightful, sunny Cotton Tree whose tide. Flows out exposing creamy sand flats as. Pelicans preen themselves in readiness for spring. And cormorants steal the fish off the end of your line. I feel immediately refreshed, exhilarated,. Rejuvenated, revived and stimulated,. As I sit down to take in its. Natural beauty, to wonder on the. Magical nature of this great country. Non casting their lure,.

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Paul's Poetry: Cravings

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.

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