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Poem of the day – Stuff Done

Stuff Done

 

Choice, broken silence: temper tantrum

Drum banging head against a wall

Walk tall

 

Inspect a perfect tear

Rolling on a cheek

Don’t panic

 

Walk a rope brittle and tight

A baking roll

 

Air pushing sacks, and blood squeezing bags

Pant in disbelief

 

To find a dream

With the news

A definition of grief

 

Placid aggression in turn disturbing the inner life

A knife cutting

Just cutting soft white

In fear and flight

Truth in shreds, in tatters

What matters

 

Pile on an embellished crescent moon shine

Burden the spirit

Folding a measure of dread

A thread to hold together

 

Forgive and start from the bottom

Live for the detail

Stop

 

Sept 4th 2016

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright 2016

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