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I am looking for something
I look everywhere
Sometimes I give in
Go to a cafe and sit and stare

I'm looking for something
It may not even exist
A halcyon dream 
Impossible to resist 

Possibly I'm looking in all the wrong places
With the wrong tools I dig
Where there are not even traces of traces

I'm looking for something I don't understand
Beyond my invention
Or comprehension
Just beyond the lie of the land 

And when I find it
It will not last
A passing nod from a familiar stranger
In my now immediate past

A friendly cat,  a smiling child
A fleeting chat
A walk in the wild 

When it comes it never lasts 
A fleeting glimpse of the closing act

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 10/17/2018 11:12:00 AM
"a passing nod from a familiar stranger" love it Greig...
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Date: 10/16/2018 4:24:00 PM
Well done. "traces of traces." I love it.
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Greig Turnbull
Date: 10/17/2018 12:17:00 AM
Hi Jean, thanks so much for your comment. I did like that little line myself.......sometimes we have to move forward with no reference point.....not even traces of one. Thank you.