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Quests don’t have to be publicised

Unsung heroes can stay that way

I have no need of applause, vacuous or otherwise

Each challenge risen to is its own reward

Talk to me of gratitude and being

Let go of the banging drum

Out with the needless praise and the hollow ‘like’

Unfriend those vexations to the spirit

Disconnect from the constant noise

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Poetry forms

I’m enjoying playing with new poetry forms. This one’s a Florette. The rhyme scheme is a,a,b,a, and the meter is 8,8,8,12. The

fourth line has a requirement of internal (b) rhyme scheme, which I quite like, on syllable 8. The prompt for this one was ‘a disaster poem‘.

The shrill alarm of wakening
Banishes the dream, preventing
A return to enfolding sleep
His limbs obey like mindless sheep, mind-state changing

A bleary face cold-splashed awake
A stretch and a yawn ease the ache
Day begins as ev'ry other
Body pulls itself together, new day, retake

Downstairs, en-robed, all good so far
Kitchen, kettle and breakfast bar
All he needs now is the coffee
He opens the cupboard to see the empty jar

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Kwanza Blitz

Kwanza lodge
Kwanza River
River of dreams
River of schemes
Schemes of lust
Schemes of joy
Joy in itself
Joy in being
Being here
Being near
Near to bliss
Near to this
This escape
This repose
Repose required
Repose inspired
Inspired by beauty
Inspired by calm
Calm as day
Calm as night
Night closes in
Night enfolds
Enfolds the spirit
Enfolds the dream
Dream of me
Dream of you
You in harmony
You at peace
Peace and quiet
Peace flows
Flows like a river
Flows through everything
Everything, everywhere
Everything right
Right for here
Right for now
Now, the moment
Now, the place
Place in time
Place in history
History winks
History thinks
Thinks of today
Thinks of a way
Way to make amends
Way to move on
On my own
On the way
Own
Way

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a forgiveness poem

I can be gracious and forgive
But don't ask me to forget
Oh, I can live and let live
I can be gracious and forgive
It's almost attractive
This mental pirouette
I can be gracious and forgive
But don't ask me to forget

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Teenage

Neurons firing
Across carriageways
Under construction

Messages half sent
Half-received
Half conceived

Fantastical plans
Free of consequence
Free of sense

Forging ahead
To freedom
Independence

Responsibility looming
'Clean your room' ing
All happening too soon

Errors of judgement
Under the spotlight
Decisions of ego

Seemed like
Such a good idea
At the time

Practicing adulthood
Without the tools
Ill-equipped

Metaphorically
Hand-held
And understood

Letting go
Safety-netted
Still abetted

A journey toward
Self-actualisation
A revelation

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Constanza

Burn the wick
Just as the flame can burn the hand
That strays incautiously too close
Blistered reminder of impulse

So the hand can snuff the flame, command
Extinguish the light and the heat
Its purpose quashed and incomplete

Gentle shielding will understand
Nurture, direct the naked light
Use its power for doing right

Protect the flame,reprimand
The feisty draught set to blow out
The light offering to end doubt

The thoughts and actions left unplanned
In darkness fester and take on
A life, a needless marathon

Illuminated, become grand
The candle flickers and breathes life
Burning passions put paid to strife

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Essence

Essence

A precious gift winged back graciously with a newfound comrade

Requested, admittedly, but despite that still nicely played

Tiny little thoughtful gestures, building bridges, setting scenes

Providing succour, nourishing, customising host cuisines

What begins as a love/hate relationship makes us braver

This is now a comfort, familiar and homely savour

More heartfelt, problematic and contentious than mere flavour

Let me open your secrets and won’t you come to my aid?

Darker and scarier than multitudinous Halloweens

It’s a matter of taste, I insist, my point to belabour

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Profession in diamante

Counsellor

professional, confidential

empathising, listening, caring

present, accountable, despondent, troubled

trusting, sharing, hoping

stuck, wounded

client

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Does double acrostic exist as a thing? It does now…

There she blows
The day is stifling heat
Humid,even here,to the touch
Excitement felt at the promise
Realistic, though, bet-hedging as ever
Eager for a sighting, full of hope
Scanning the twinkling seas
Humpback whale, oceanic mammoth
Each false sighting helps anticipate...
Behind us! goes the cry. We look, absorb
Launching, a balletic, fun-filled twirl
One, three, four - performance in macro
Whales breach, flukes splash, blowholes blow
Scenes of splendour, humbling memories

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A double Etheree today…Private

You
Smiling
Complicit
A shared moment
Of trust and of hope
Something passed between us
Something profound and surreal
Daring us to grasp on, hold tight
Never letting this moment leave us
Hungrily holding on with all our might
Knowing now, this is not just another night
A hint of a future, suddenly real
Not imagined, extant and bright
More than the sum of our parts
A shared vision of hearts
Time now to absorb
Eternity nears
And how you
Fulfil
Me

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