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“No one saves us but ourselves.
No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path”
Buddha
Secret Path
Find the secret path way
Through this world of grey
Where ever it may lay
All you need to do, is play
It may have been hidden
In plain sight
But if the bug, had already bitten
The adventure, already taken flight
With a backpack packed
Nothing will you lack
Make the coloured brick road
Your only goal
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“All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites”
Marc Chagall
Opposites
The other
Of a bluish colour
The other
Not at all duller
Opposites
In so many ways
Positives
You want to embrace
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“On top of the world, or in the depths of despair”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
On Top of the World… or at least the Tree!
Swinging, from the tree top
Wearing, a nice new smock
But forgot my other sock
Listening, to some hard rock
Above, all the birds flock
Trying on the branches dock
But, any attempts, off I will knock
For this tree, is my magic block
If you try to make a pit stop
Here, on my claimed tree top
Then be prepared, for a shock
I will punch you out, on the clock
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“Donuts.
Is there anything they can’t do?”
– Matt Groening
Naturally made Doughnut
Mouth agape
For this round shape
But I won’t break
For its glorious taste
It wasn’t made out of paste
Not with sugar laced
As its round shape I traced
I knew, I would it embrace
Feeling spaced
My nemesis I faced
All inhibitions erased
And soon, I was in need, of toothpaste
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“To me, life, for all its privations,
is a luminous thing.
You have to risk it.”
Jeanette Winterson
Luminous
Illuminated
Elated
Dedicated
Awaited
Luminous things of nature
In this frozen portraiture
Not just a summer’s feature
But living, breathing creatures
Fated
Sacred
Created
Illuminated
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“There’s such a fragile, thin veneer of illusion between the words “together” and “alone”.”
― Bradley Somer, Fishbowl
Life in a Fishbowl
Feeling glamourous
Standing tall
In this tiny fishbowl
I call home
Not so average
These see-through walls
Like a giant peep hole
In the twilight zone
Needing some leverage
I built a space small
Where my tired soul
Had time for its own
Now the damage
Of this famous ball
Is under control
And I, am finally, alone
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“Alone we can do so little;
together we can do so much”
Helen Keller
Hanging Together
Together, on this branch
Together, we all dance
Together, by chance
Together, has an advance
Together, us unlikely plants
Together, we will cause
The biggest avalanche…
…Well, at least, that’s the plan!
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“The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most”
John Ruskin
Colourful, aren’t We?
There can never be
Too much of colour
Bringing out, the best in me
As I out loud holler
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“I know that if odour were visible, as colour is,
I’d see the summer garden in rainbow clouds”
Robert Bridges
Colour in the Shadows
There it lurks
In the deep dark shadows
Soon bursting out, in fireworks
In one big colourful pose
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“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
― Pablo Neruda
Christmas in Summer
It’s almost, like Christmas
In the month of June
Nature, ever so fearless
When summer, came so soon
Reds and greens
Pretty, in every scene
Something, unseen
On this, widest of screens
Is it live or memorex?
It’s as good, as any guess
But wouldn’t settle, for less
After all, the winter was, a big mess
Enjoy it, while it lasts
For this season, too, will pass
And if there is any chance
Record it all, en mass
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