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The Performance

The morning waited for me to take my seat on the foreshore bench to begin its play, perform the piece it had scripted just for me. Opening with a prelude of waves lifting until gravity collapsed their curling height and gulped down their weight, and, at stage right, rocks bursting big watery bags of ocean into exploding walls of foam. Then there were magpies holding chorus in the nearby trees, accompanying the moment with an almost Elizabethan lilt whilst seagulls hurled their screeching taunts down from the galleries above. Little dogs went chasing balls and children spun, unwinding on wound up swings, bike riders in black lycra passed in a blurr and on a patch of lawn beside the pavilion, three women practicing tai chi. And so the spectacle ran on as if the morning was inventing new sights and sounds for the sake of drawing out time to keep me captive in audience there, the same as I used to do when, as a child, I held concert for my grandmother on cold winter afternoons, stagelit by a blazing fire and love.

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Date: 3/5/2024 12:36:00 PM
Paul….you have the wonderful ability of completely taking the reader “there”….your poems are enthralling and l truly do feel “in that moment” as l read them! Lovely poem…..Debx
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Paul Willason
Date: 3/8/2024 4:15:00 AM
Feel honored to have you as a guest in the poem Deb....it is good to learn from a fellow practitioner when ones words come alive. Thankyou Deb for encouragement.
Date: 3/5/2024 8:20:00 AM
Dear Paul, Your poem transported me to a serene morning, where nature orchestrated a captivating symphony just for me. Your imagery and emotions evoked are heartfelt and of cherished moments from childhood. This is a beautiful and nostalgic piece. - Blessings, Daniel
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Paul Willason
Date: 3/8/2024 3:49:00 AM
So kind to jump into the mood of the poem Daniel...privileged to have you as a guest...your words are always welcomed. The link to childhood came into mind from nowhere...too good to let it go...had to feature. Appreciate your support Daniel. Regards

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