Tag Archives: Poetry

The Question

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you are who

and what you are

in whichever world this is

why are you even here with me

why do we exist in this life of tears

why do we travel through a vale of travails

and when we get there how will we know

that is where we are supposed to be

am I fleeting just passing through

and why am I here with you

wherever this perplexing

strange darkling place

is supposed to be

who are you

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcillier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ Cruel Sea

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hard reflective winter mirror

no acceptance nor understanding

presaging her cold bitterness

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

love of a friend

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rainbows that arch in the sunlight

with colours that gracefully blend

a voice in the peace of the night

soft with real love for a friend

my lady, I am your knight

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

springtime colours

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vernal freshness efflorescence clear bright fresh light

transforms azure to cerulean and scattered enigmatic white

yet the verdant ground throws still skeletal branches coldly black

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

prisoner of insanity writes

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captive in a locked mind

camera behind locked doors

the empty vodka bottle is unkind

imagination’s running distant shores

inhabited in gloom and blackness defined

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

beachcombing

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if you’re fond of beaches and salty air

pretty seashells found everywhere

then someday I’ll take you there

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ First Light

By Dawn’s Early Light.

day’s aurora awakens, in first light blue

cold tranquil loneliness, still sea’s sibilance

solitary thoughts ever-changing, ever the same

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

sleepless dark thoughts

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conflicted consequences midnight conversations

capture consciousness with suspicious conflictions

half-held convictions considerations and reflections

untrustworthy late night speculation and impressions

bring brooding concentration by darkest moonshadows

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Sky Dreaming

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haunting music of the wind, sunset counterpointed, pink sky echoed

frames the cloudscape bowl with solitary bird soaring

against a world struggling, changing but ever the same

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ Sunset

the eventide sun sinks silver

in salmon and soft fuchsia skies

by sleepy peaceful crepuscular lights

casting blue and gold shades in the west

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and the girl riding shotgun

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

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