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Unveiling Shadows –
A Dance with PTSD and Time A face hidden, shrouded in the past,A face hidden, in memories that last.A face… READ MORE
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Gardener’s Spring
Stillness Is Rust All winter they waited,the spade, the fork, the hoe —lying quiet in the shed,their edges softenedby… READ MORE
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Come with Me
If I climb this hill,will you come with me?Will you hold my handwhen my burdens get heavy?Will you lighten my… READ MORE
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The Glasgow Dream
Soft music plays.New wings flutter.One bright dream.Over the hills.Pure joy starts. Faraway lands wait.Light hearts lift.Into the blue.Every cloud shines.Snoop… READ MORE
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My Favourite Recipe —
Poem with a Side of Art A poem begins like a kitchen does —with a notion, a hunger, a spark.You… READ MORE
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The Empty Seat Beside You
They say the bus is full,yet space behaves strangely around you—as if presence can be erasedwithout ever leaving a mark.… READ MORE
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Nightmares of the Night
The Haunting Journey to Travellers Rest Roaring down the roads, speed taking hold,Balancing on two wheels, man and machine bold.In… READ MORE
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Bed and Ghost
A night ride into the unknown The roaring of the engine, the feeling of the breezeAs the boy rides his… READ MORE
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Behind the Facade
The True Introvert The Mask I Wear I pretend to be an extrovert.But really, I’m an introvert.I smile and nod… READ MORE
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Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be”
“I spent my youth chasing the future.
Now I sit with coffee and watch—
others run toward theirs.”“The young chase tomorrow with urgency; the old watch it arrive —
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
with patience.”
Poetry of Life 