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Hay Foot
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Hay foot forward
Straw foot the next
I'm a country boy trying to learn his left from right
Standing in the poetry section
Talking riddles with my earnest face on
Lonely as a cloud , I'm drifting
Time is a tower
Let down your hair
As time collapses what was then becomes now
Sitting in the ruins Waiting for the light
It so Ephemeral
Enter the mirror
I'll walk by the river
Sucked through the soil
Blood tastes like the sea
At pains. Perfection
Never standing still
Paths like the river.
Fish dart this way and that
Waltzing in a stranger's garden
We're baring our souls
Time is a tower
Let down your hair
As time collapses what was then becomes now
Sitting in the ruins Waiting for the light
It so Ephemeral
Enter the mirror
I'll walk by the river
Sucked through the soil
Blood tastes like the sea
Enter the mirror
I'll walk by the river
Sucked through the soil
Blood tastes like the sea
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A weakling babe, a greybeard old,
surnamed the Dragon: me they hold
In darkest dungeon languishing
That I may be reborn a king.
A fiery sword makes me to smart,
Death gnaws my flesh and bones apart.
My soul an spirit fast are sinking,
And leave a poison , black and stinking,
To a black crow am I akin,
Such is the wages of all sin,
In deepest dust I lie alone,
O that the Three would make me one !
O soul, O spirit with me stay,
That I may greet the light of day,
Hero of peace, come forth from me,
Whom the whole world would like to see !
We can Change.
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Jon Chinn Producer, Musician, Photographer. Multi-media. Prose.
Based on the edge of Bodmin Moor, Cornwall. UK.
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