Author: hkdave95

In the roundtrip of life knowledge and honesty gets you complete

Yestoday

Whysky drinkin’ Miss Spellink Mister free Dual wiv da words Nospillee da Whysky Make for silly Bee a good follow and try’n’udder stand Milk it Don Girly yarny blimey I gone balmy, Like da whether Or NOT! …
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The Common

On the common the Cow pat Stood Not one Not two Counting fast we Come to five Arranged for Rounders Bases they became Run Slide Catch the base On bum Skid marks On the outside? How rude …
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Our Star, A ray of hope

Breather of life, Flame of youth, Burner of skin, Made of old, Forged in the heavens, Prison of Earth, Orbit maker, Sleep at Northern, Hemisphere night. David A. Robertson 11.06.2022

Oh fallen tree

Oh fallen tree What sound do you make? What memory do you take? Do you fall for our sake? David A Robertson 27.05.2022

The Dead Tree of Life

The marsh was alive Before the tree was dead It lived Then it died as it lost Hope Was reborn and leaves Sprung from the trunk The marsh was alive And more alive because of the Hope tree. David A. Robertson …
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Shining Star

Shining star feeding trees Cloudy morn Me there then David A Robertson 02.05.2022

Frozen Lie

Frozen Lie Ice enveloped my heart Knowing it was a lie The liar smiled Knowing the lie to be sown The new wearer Of the lie Froze like their heart How long this frozen moment would last? Truth though The frozen recipient Of the lie They knew truth What better an Instrument to Smash the Ice Leaving the lie Exposed And so too the liar In a metaphorical stock For all to see The recipient of the Lie Was…
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Piece of cake

A Piece of Cake Reality is easy It is a piece of cake Comparing it to the Imagined Are people as easy? As reality? As a piece of cake? Of course not They are very hard to Draw A piece of cake is easy to Draw But they are both Real How is one not so easy to Draw? Because one is Autonomous And the other is not But both are made? One is not…
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The Thousand Years

The Thousand Years I was a tree and I lived one thousand years before they Killed me. Remembering the pain of severance was like a spinning Saw cutting my trunk. Scared by the Coca leaf which entered my trunk aged 500 years I could have lived to…
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Her on Crutches

I saw her on crutches, I could not speak to her, As an admission of guilt, For I was not guilty, Her distress was palpable, I did not expect her to feel mine, No sympathy for this one I expect, In relation to me, Only, …
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