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Best Poems Written by Fay Slimm

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Cascades

A boisterous sheet of morning-fresh water
tumbled, 
discharging tumult of noisy explosion down
rockface 
while torrents of catapult-rainbows caught
sunshine
from the top of the towering fern-crowned
mountain, 
splintering light as holding straight course 
chute met
huge implosion that quelled further sound.

Breaking surface cataract rumpus lay quiet,
flat-plate 
calm of limpid sun-filtered lake breathed
a peace 
when swam a vision from black rocky side 
head high 
and gliding, mouth filled with green weed.

Silent he floated then dipping began furry
antics
of random, wild-eyed, free diving display,
slipping
occasional glances my way, fear reverted
and threat
forgot in gleeful cascades of Otter elation.

Soon distanced to a shimmering wet dot 
contact 
with one untameable Otter in his haven
sporting
under falling water for me, I never forgot.

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Yesterday's Dreams

Yesterday's Dreams.

Rolling thunderously into our night
yesterday's dreams wrap themselves tightly
around tired hearts, 
casting their cords they latch on to tomorrow
and discharge unyieldingly 
with dynamic insight

but do dream on.

Dreams refuse to take second place,
using any means they whisper their state 
into our as yet faceless 
but personal aura and insist on early booking 
us for extensive renovation
by working with fate

yet do dream on.

Regarding itself, rather inanely 
as indispensable, yesterday's dreaming stays
not in retreat but hatches 
a carefully planned survival package which is
a clever technique to outdo despair
by vigourous regime

now do dream on.

Never to be disregarded, these
welcome fantasies give a much heartier taste 
to a sub-mundane week, 
for yesterday's dreams are but there to allay 
dangerous future fears by bravely 
bearing the heat of today

so do dream on

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This Heart



This Heart.

When I, led sleepless through uneasy dark 
sigh lonely for thee.
When moon rides high its wide curved arc
and cold falls crisp on flower and tree.
When sun bids farewell to skyline's blue
and a mist covers first starlight with dew
how I sigh for thee.

When I, dreaming walk lone ocean waves
again sigh for thee.
When wind rides high the sea's briny lace
and a moon turns pale its filters on me.
When Neptune roams his wild-water hall
and foaming white horses rise only to fall
how I sigh for thee.

When I, wakened bone-tired before dawn
sigh weary for thee.
When sun rides high as day becomes worn
and noon lies basking over calmed sea.
When distance between us taxes this heart
and needed commitment keeps love apart
how I sigh for thee.

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We Deserve It

We Deserve It.


Yes let's colour our hair.
Choose clothes with care.
Eat the right food.
We deserve to look good.

Let's be young for our age.
Get to like central stage.
Fix on a wide smile.
We deserve all this style.

But let's venture inside.
Look at hurt we all hide.
Sad minds need some aid. 
We deserve these re-made.

Let's look deeper and start.
View our make-over heart.
Let's not settle for show.
We are worth it you know.

It makes sense to forgive.
To live - - and let live,
Pride we need re-defined.
We deserve hearts that shine.

Let us work inside-out.
Learn what freedom's about.
Facing self creates change.        
And we deserve to feel great.

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With You

With You.

Lay the whole of your heart 
inside
the fibres of my gentle care.

Through the keyhole in my 
mind
I will see as you sleep there.

Resting tonight I will be by 
your side
And send you warm dreams.

Take care as you turn, you 
may find
A curl of my hair lying near.

Pillowed alongside to remind
you, - a promise,
I shall be with you tonight.

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Coping

Wilderness need not be avidly dry.
It can contain shades of uplifting memory.
Sweet drops of whisperings fly
around souls who, 
desert-bound and tied to circumstance, 
retreat into spaces 
of such empty aloneness it seems 
never again 
will ways out of crystallized mazes where 
reigns abject silence 
ever be found to bring freedom again.
Yet Wilderness need not be overly feared.
It becomes productive under love's challenge.
Prone to arise out of aimless places 
and grazing on sighs 
of pain are the tiniest grains of gone loves 
growing lonely with wait,
and as shadows of smiles permeate minds 
in Wilderness-Land, 
remembering to contact angelic unseen
means certain survival.
Despite blood-red pain of sudden ends 
look inward and find dim 
streaks of light birthing changes for 
hope lost in Wilderness, 
watch black holes shine after saline ebb
then as tides of tears 
begin to recede know grief's despair 
will grow no more weeds, 
flowers of assurance unfurl their truth
that love's journey 
goes on, deserts will blossom with many
a welcome reunion,
for heaven;s arrangement never denies
access to askers for proof.
Wilderness dies when souls feel not alone.
Coping with sorrow means climbing its hills.

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Winnow the Wind

Soft as fine cobwebs adorning the vine.
Gentle as droplets that dew the roses.   
Warm as the first taste of ruby red wine
Is love which once planted sturdily grows.

Harsh as the wind bending willow's branch.
Cold as the ice chilling mountain lake's  flow.
Hard as the drought that dehydrates romance
Is wilted love coping where bitterness blows.

Winnow the wind, divide chaff from grain.
Discover pure gold, come love me again.

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Catching Whispers

 Walking her tight-rope
Night falls just when dawn
Puts on her eyeshades to learn how to cope.

Changes in morning occur
As light-shards invade,
Undress dark, and ignite dawn's zest further.

Glints of daylight begin
When grass shakes awake,
And breezes stir as trees start to limber. 

Listen, catch whispers
Of dawn's waking yawns
As she waits at Sun's door, young and unkissed.