family

magic by anelephantcant

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family

in a house
on the outskirts
of a medieval village
built on Roman baths
looking across
the North Italian plains
to the sharpened Alps
to Atlantean Venice
and to the Val dee Fade
the Valley of the Fairies
(where
the Anguane
dance
the Lumiera
work
and the Mazzariol
make mischief)
lives a family
part of a greater family
who welcome
with open arms
open homes
open hearts
the lost daughter
of a long gone
much loved
never forgotten
brother
showing
warmth
generosity
and love
far surpassing
that required
but yet
given
freely
unquestioningly
simply
because
for them
she is them
always

asolo by anelephantcant

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rootless

rootless by anelephantcant

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rootless

if
I didn’t
have you
I’d just
float away
I’d drift
with nothing
no anchor
to hold me
here
or anywhere

so
everything
I have done

has brought me
to now

when
I realise
that

our first encounter
was
the most important
moment
of
my
life

it was
on
a beach
or
in
a bar
or
maybe

at
an airport
I think
but
I don’t
remember
I
can’t
remember
which
of these
is true

I
am
drifting
rootless

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the clock ticks

the clock ticks by anelephantcant

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the clock ticks

every time
the clock ticks
we grow
a little
older
the lines
are deeper
and
the hair
thinner
and
greyer

we are long past
the mid-point
of our life
and
watch
more and more
carefully
the signs
that indicate
the approaching
inevitable
finale

we consider
frequently
what
we achieved
and
what pain
we inflicted
and
in the night
we feel
less pride
than
guilt

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down the drain

down the drain by Phil Burns

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down the drain

the picture on the wall shows people leaping
from the cliffs into the waters far below
you hope to stay wrapped in my arms till morning
but fear the clock hands move round far too slow

I hear you call my name from through the doorway
where I find boxes scattered on the floor
I see your head and shoulder weeping in the first one
I am now afraid to look in any more

the back stairs appear to lead upwards to nowhere
the main staircase is well lit and very wide
when I get to the top I am still puzzled
I know my room is on the other side

the bottles on the shelf are almost empty
I have no desire to sample them again
I wonder what effect they have upon our memories
but I forget to pour the contents down the drain

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who are you

who are you by anelephantcant

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who are you

who are you

what are you
doing
to my heart
it stops beating
when you appear
it simply aches
in your absence

what are you
doing
to my eyes
they see nothing
but you
when you are here
and nothing
but tears
when you are not

what are you
doing
to my ears
they listen only
to your voice
no matter who speaks
and to no one
when you are gone

what are you
doing
to my arms
they want only
to hold you
they are
uselessly
empty
after you leave

what are you
doing
to my soul
it exists only
in your presence
it leaves
when you do

what are you
doing
to me

who are you

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clouds obscure

clouds obscure by anelephantcant

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clouds obscure

once we meandered hand in hand
heading in the same direction
today I find I’m out of touch
I can’t see my own reflection

I thought I knew your heart’s desires
understood what we were seeking
but recently I miss the point
I can’t hear the words I’m speaking

a faintly coloured thread has snapped
you have changed though I’m the same
I am abruptly all adrift
I now can’t recall my name

like stars that dance across night skies
I follow where you lead me
as clouds obscure those long dead lights
I know that you no longer need me

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drifting

drifting by anelephantcant

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drifting

drifting
floating
rocking
gently
on a raft
on the Med
in the sun
hearing
gentle
murmuring
lapping
silver waves
seeing
azure skies
tiny clouds
drifting
floating
rocking
like guesses
in shapes
elephants
rabbits and doggies
dinosaurs
careless
as in
without a care
no plan
no thought
no concern
just pleasure
perhaps
tomorrow
but no
only now
rocking
floating
drifting

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