Go go go
Around and around the hamster wheel I go, starting to get vexed.
Each milestone succumbing to the anticipation of the next.
Will I get to where I'm going you ask.
I don't have a nation.
Too busy to answer, must dash.
Perpetual motion.
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Wave of Joy
Although I know you are in there, it still fills me with wonder when I see
A perfectly formed individual waving back at me.
Tiny fingers on tiny hands, tiny toes on tiny feet.
I've never so much love for someone I'm yet to meet.
#Baby#Junior
Dance the Years Away
Muscles and joints seizing,
a stiff dislike for the cold.
You can't feel young forever but you have a choice not to feel old.
Dust off the shoes and get moving, get over the blues and stop boozing.
Now is your chance
Dance... the years away.
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The Lawn
20ft by 18ft, your pride and joy.
As you tusstle with a weed that's trying to destroy
Your perfect manicured homogeneous lawn.
Who will have the dedication to look after it when you're gone.
Its a futile thing to wonder
The goings on when you're 6ft under.
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Nest Egg
Put some aside, squirrel away.
Plan for a future.
You may never see the day.
Better off to well spend, give away and relax.
If they don't get it off you now, they'll get it in tax.
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The Dip
Skin tingling rebirth, a new day, a new man.
Emerging from the water, salted air filling my lungs.
Stripping away the aches, the cold dissolves the old.
I dry off with the energy of a man half my age.
#poetrycommunity#poem#seaswim
Flying The Coop
Suffocation of imagination, your mind buckled out of shape.
You conform to the status quo until the age when you can escape.
The release from constriction as you turn the page.
Growth, transformation, arrival.
Coming of age.
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Face To Face
You can have too much of a good thing.
Hyper connection.
Watered down interaction.
To the point of no interaction.
A VR future, technology progressing at pace.
You'll miss it when its gone, talking face to face.
#poetrycommunity#poem#Metaverse
True Calling
That one true calling
A livelihood that permeates the generations
Trades passed on like a baton through time.
But square pegs in round holes,
never a good fit
A true calling, a myth that perpatrates
Until its too late
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Zen
I can't reach your destination
That's assuming you're a place
Maybe you exist everywhere
The air that fills all space
Everytime I think I have you,
within my grasp or at the end of a pen
You seem run off in the distance
Oh won't you please stop running Zen
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Intertwined
Our lives intertwined, two seperate entities in unity.
Our fingers intertwined showcasing our commitment, concealing our insecurity.
Our minds intertwined where my second nature becomes your second thought.
Two loose ends combined, tied in a knot.
#poem#poet
Rock n Scroll
What came before the scrolling.
A time when we were capable of controlling.
Was it just a time to relax and sit, a time before the dopamine hit.
A time our focus was able to last.
You probably won't read this, you've scrolled right past.
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Mega Verse
This reality is a net in which my thoughts are escaping.
Escaping to a virtual plane where all things are flowing.
Not all men on earth are created equal.
So man created a sequel.
Come on through the net, bring you mind.
You can leave your body behind.
#Metaverse
The Robin
You came to see me yesterday and the day before
nothing new for you to come this way but I was not aware.
Now I sit here after breakfast and await your friendly presence
I need to open my eyes and try and see the present.
#poem#mindful
Time Fighter
As youth dissapates before us
You can chose to cling on or embrace what's to come.
A slowing greying dying,
No one has fought time and won.
There is liberation in these words
don't be afraid to let go
And don't worry about the future
all there is
is now.
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Privilege
The missing street lights cause you to change your path.
Fear of succumbing to a strangers wrath.
A heightened awareness to do what you can.
I'll never understand.
I'm a man.
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Love of Labour
Idle hands carry a restless soul,
the purity of labour a virtue to extol.
Not many familiar with a tough callus.
An easy life, a poisoned chalice.
#poem#working#Grind
Cosmic File
We pigeonhole each other, a learned trait to sort this cosmic mess
Though to reduce man to a single word and forget the rest
Is to lose the chance to connect, and see the common ground with you.
Don't suffer for this awareness as they've pigeonholed you too.
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Bust Rust
A thin rust has gathered
slowing and creaking my brain.
A veiled promise of a change in character mumbled in vain.
The rhythmic seven day motion begins once again.
Turn from bad to good and good to bad, the more it changes, more the same.
#poem#MondayMotivation
Hazy Dayz
A space grows between us
A distance neither of us is willing to traverse.
A look gets mistaken for meaning and we carry on, silent.
Last night's cajoling a hazy memory.
A new week, a fresh start.
Promises made to be broken.
Promises unspoken.
#poem#hangover