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Life in Its Own Syntax
Verse 1 There once was a line, finely spun,Where life and its grammar were one.With pauses that teach,And commas that… READ MORE
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Whispers Between Pages
In the corner,where shadows play,a boy sits,wrapped in stillness. His poetry bookshold life’s lore,each quiet wordunlocking unseen doors. The sun… READ MORE
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Embrace the Journey
A boy walks down…a golden path. Each day — a gift,both bright… and vast. A chance to cherish…brave… and hold.… READ MORE
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Searching the Lines
Searching the Lines, I imagine what it would be like if the face I saw in my mind stepped beyond… READ MORE
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Side by Side
This poem reflects my life with my wife, a journey that has stretched across forty-eight years of love, service, and… READ MORE
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A Summer Dream
Children of the Hedgerow Sun paints orchard gold,small hands reach for ruddy fruit—apples, pears abound.Pockets heavy with sweet spoils,laughter drifting… READ MORE
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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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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,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
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