Poetry of Life

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    Boy on a Swing

    Old rope creaks,golden air hums,tyre circles wide.Sun warms hands,dog waits close,guardian at his side. Dust storms rise,tail thumps joy,summer cannot… READ MORE

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    Things That Reassure

    A short reflective trilogy I. Strength Reassures Strength is not the roar,but the breath that stays. A steady hand in… READ MORE

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    Shutter and Wings

    Atop bare branchesdark shadows wait in silence—a murder of crows.Moonlight startles pale feathers,my lens wakes with their rising. Shutter softly… READ MORE

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    Courage

    The cliff edge calls me—not with shouts, but with silence.I step anyway.Bravery is not loudness,but the echo of resolve. Wind… READ MORE

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    Faith

    No map, just the stars—I walk where I cannot see,trusting the unseen.Hope is a kind of anchortied to something beyond… READ MORE

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Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be

The Future You Create

The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.

No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.

Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
The future lives in what you do.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

Poetry of Life

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