Birthing Pool

Re-birth

From drunken intention

Came simplest invention

Time of year irrelevant

Need simple elements

Friends should gather

Of those who'd rather

Refresh their lives

Take iced dives

Watered circle form

Pants on head norm

Go willing no shove

Gazing surface above

With breath taken hold

Reward for those bold

Reawaken those of earth

Reformed from a rebirth.

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Needs no explanation. Well not in my eyes.

Groove

Dancin' Highs

Dj's crank the noise box to eleven,

Rapturous seekers of octave heaven,

For here it is found, here it is met,

Twining of folk who eagerly sweat,

Relentless heat of dance floor passion,

Stops no inebriant body funk fashion,

Shapes thrown in discoland aplenty,

Created, lowly class to landed gentry,

Launch your moves to each fresh beat,

Wait to drop unhindered rhythmic treat,

Bi-decked steel, puppet masters control,

Reach for the lasers, let the good times roll.

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For many, many sweaty dance floor nights. 

Cornflowers & Rapeseeds

Path of Beauty

Endurance of a short sharp climb;

Reveals the renaissance road bounty,

Vibrantly colours freshen our eyes,

Joy spread throughout this county,

This gentle slope downward unfurls,

Great haste made with small ease,

Weaving around rolling hills it curls,

Resplendent 'neath scattered clouds,

Merging high spirit and proud lands,

Ours is this road to enjoy, to absorb,

Yet we travel to find it in so few hands.

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This was inspired by a wondrous yet epic cycle journey mit Mons. V, a section of the Salisbury plains where one side of the road Cornflower bloomed bright blue and to the other Rapeseed sprouted a delicious yellow. With scattered yet still impressively large clouds fluffily going about their business above it felt like we were in a scene from a renaissance painting. Delightful.

Cloudscape

Sky Caravan

Hefty caravan's cargo life's precious trade,

Tempestuous breath hasten deliveries made,

Farewells of the sea's each tear has bade,

To rise up and cast down cooling shade,

We scowl to be hidden from beloved heat,

On these isles each second deemed treat,

Create your warmth, throw up hands to greet,

For only their water can flesh out our meat.

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For all the lovely fluffy clouds out there in discoland.

Cycles

Epic Journey's Made

Plans are set in motion, gears turn,

Across this land each mile we earn,

Sensing achievement pure satisfaction,

Yet thought strange by larger fraction,

With heavy load up hills we grind,

Focused destination, free our mind,

All day ratio applies, set steady pace,

Everybody wins who joins this race,

As the hills roll by I fear one doubt,

Silent prayer, hope knee's hold out,

Push through barriers pain brings,

Soar across roads on wheeled wings,

Freedom of travel, journeys enjoyed,

Destinations arrival high spirits buoyed.

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For the road between Cardiff and Brighton.

Summer Wonders

Lovely Sight

Visions of heaven befall my gaze,

Blooming pleasure of sunny days,

Where were you when skies were grey?

No thought to care, for now they stay,

For you behest attention of my sight,

Each exquisite vision trepidations delight,

Chance to court in my daydream state,

Temptations each more a dizzying rate,

Spoilt for choice, lie back, enjoy the view,

With every pass obscuring my mind of you,

So smile and soak up the dazzling day,

For one of you might let me in to play.

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Inspired again by the delightful weather and my very own eye wondering whims.

Delicate Steps

The Art Of Balance

It is with confident grace,

Each foot you must place,

In this world so manic,

Small disruptions of panic,

Words cause butterfly motion,

Struggle to find soothing lotion,

But motion must be made,

For stagnation must evade,

Or our thoughts be soured,

All freedoms be devoured,

So practice, be smart,

This most delicate art,

Of balance.

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Square Eyed Cyclops

Idiotbox

Tune in the brain.

Turn all thoughts the same,

Tune in to the broadcast station,

Turn to mental masturbation,

Be programmed by big brother,

Learn only from it, not another

Human being slumped subsistence,

Eeking out shallow existence,

Unshackle yourself from this master,

Save yourself from true disaster,

Experience this world for real,

Know it's speech; it's feel,

Find for yourself true reward,

And of yourself do not horde,

Find love and challenge your mind,

With the happiness you'll surely find.

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TV common denominator musings.

Absence of Riddled Software

Sunshine Haze

Prolonged sunshine haze,

Kissing sun to amaze,

Breathless fallen wind,

Heat refused rescind,

Yet still it's lapped up,

Our thirst for a full cup,

Sight of horizon lost,

Who cares the cost,

When the sun is here,

Make efforts to cheer,

For on these isles,

Rain rids smiles,

Its ever present threat,

Smile, the sun shine's yet.

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It has indeed been a while good chums. I blame in the utmost a number of evil viral infections my computer acquired whilst innocently browsing the intersurf highways and byways. This most unfortunate position rendered me incapable of blogging, a most worrying state to be in. None the less my computer has been scoured and is safe again, albeit for how long is a much shrouded and highly perturbing mystery. Fear not for my poetic progress, whilst I may have been absent I have not been idle, so I present my work during the enforced interlude. This one was inspired by the superb weather we have had of late.

Peace.