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All I Want

All I want,
is for you to breathe,
So I can breathe the breath
That breathes you.

All I want,
is for you to give.
So I can give the gift
that gives you.

All I want,
is for you to live.
So I can live the Life
that's leads you.

All I want, 
Is for you to see.
So I can see the sight
that sees you.

All I want,
Is for you to be.
So I can be the being 
that is you.

All I want,
is for you to sing.
So I can catch the Soul
that leaves you.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014



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Griffledown

Nonce, twaffling and outgrabbish trolls,
pilgriffed and trumbled threen by doggerel.

All did amphigorous cleem to shwangle the shweeng,
and shming the shmengle without shmee.

Alas! Alack! Alloy! 
Jimble! Jingle! Twimble! Twoy! 
Jabberwocks and jumblies;
Trinkles and troys,
With toves and raths
In joves did cloy.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014

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My Bed

My bed. 
A well into which I am not climbing,
but fell. 

My dread;
 that I should awake to a dream that is not sleeping,
 but Hell. 

For now I tread this path; 
alone with nothing;

 save this pale water
 and a lump of rock-hard bread.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014

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Starbour

Frost covers paper faces and flat places in the spaces where the captain no longer paces.
Solset to solrise the dans macabre of a shattered fleet which no longer flies.       
Drifting through dead skies: short, snow-white men with open, staring eyes.
No carrion crow to peck, no undertaker spies;
This floating museum of a warlike planets' demise.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014

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False Dawn

In the darkness I crouch and wait: for dawn to warm 
my bones and face and replace;
the ache of life and fate.
To hear the song of sunlight 
thrum! 
Therepace yon army's marching drum.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014



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Albyon

If you looked deep 
inside your mind,
to somewhere else; 
you might just find:
a path that leads to nowhere.

If on this path,
you chose to go;
up the road a ways or so,
you might verily stumble upon:
these fair shores of Albyon.

Copyright © Vincent Wilson | Year Posted 2014


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