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When the ''Magic' of the NEW,

begins it fade, like the 'Autumn'

brown , begins its cover of a 'Woodland' greeny

glade, when the Sun sets with life

dwells in its nightly shade,

when all is open to you, like a fresh

new bloom and dizzy to make any sense,



The tide creeps in, lapping its ending wash

upon the shore, and the froth of its waves,

like 'Magic' dance across the rolling sea,

the freshness that was the NEW, again

became not to fade, but here for me and you.




Stanislaus













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To suffer the "Slings n' arrows" of life's
outrageous misfortunes and yet be delivered
from the hiss n' flame of a scorched angered tongue.
Many the words that have beaten my brow,
yet with kindness i take recourse.

I will not yield to the "Barbed" comments of poor understanding,
for its verily i say that kindness is food to the kindred Spirit,
i will yield only to the true word, for truth never tells a lie.
It will comfort me and restore all that is good and give
rest to my Soul .... Circa 2013

Stanislaus
If love would slay my humble self

and destroy my will to be me.

Then course will take me to my belief,

the "Rogue" that names itself deception,

i will allay and confidence give me back my day.



The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours

leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay

that warm the chilled day,

then love readily appears like someone already

known, passing and flirting, inviting a new

"Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013
In your quiet moment my words and image
will visit you, bringing something that you will not need to do.
Soft n' gentle and all surrounding, caring like
holding a "New Born Babe".
Soft colours that won't glare your eye,
then kiss you with my love as i pass silently by...Circa2013
I cannot be no more than one,
no more a grain of sand becoming
blown by the wind and gone,
a pair ? A devine right "Him n' Her"
no more but one, no more the lonely
one.
Instead i will unto me, myself a dare
reach out from my inside n' welcome her,
away from no more but one,
now a "Him n' Her ... Circa 2013
If love would slay my humble self and destroy my will to be me. Then course will take me to my belief, the "Rogue" that names itself deception, i will allay and confidence give me back my day. The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours, leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay that warm the chilled day, then love readily appears like someone already known, passing and flirting, inviting a new "Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013 ...
If love would slay my humble self

and destroy my will to be me.

Then course will take me to my belief,

the "Rogue" that names itself deception,

i will allay and confidence give me back my day.



The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours

leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay

that warm the chilled days,

then love readily appears like someone already

known, passing and flirting, inviting a new

"Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013


Certainly me she said when i dropped past for
a cup of tea ,
you don't seem to change much or such,
Thank you for the card, the "Graffiti" on the
wall in the backyard,
yea you don't seem to change much or such,
i remember when you were six you where still up
to the same tricks and now you have grown old
the same about you has to be told .... Circa2013
If i could compare all the love i want to share, the Universe is where i would start, each twinkling star, no matter how far, would only measure a small drop in a jar ... the froth on an Ocean wave, like some love i would need to save, and when that wave would subside, ,my love, sings on each changing tide
Swept the wind that dried a tear from my eye,
i walked in sadness when she said goodbye.
Love that eternal wraith, who takes and gives nought.
My feet moved with heavy gate and slowly their tread.
The wind sharpened again'st the lines that featured my
face.
I was alone and the love that was mine had left and i cried,
no more for now her Angels kiss, my tears have dried.
Was it i ? The foolish man, that not deserved her lovely way,
a fool who thought only me n' love is not blind when it can surely see.
I will return and her i will say, our love interrupted, once more let
me try .....
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