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Jack 177

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Jack 177		26 Jun 2025

A room in my head called emotion

Controlled by various means

A thermometer reacting to the room temperature of others

The cold shoulder of silent indifference

C...

The sun is my barometer

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Overcast skies bring me down
I need my fix of sunshine
to get me through the day
otherwise my blood is like molasses
and nothing courses through my veins

my mood always in direct relation
t...

Bonds or Cons

...Questions may often arise,
    As to just how far they can reach?
        Where the bonds between two may
            Be tested, before they are able to teach.

Early on, it's seen through our c...

The Broken Barometer

...A darker gray pours over the horizon,
    Cold and wet with a wind to subdue.
Yet with it comes a shade of discomfort,
    As if energy must begin a search for a clue.

The changes we all see ha...

Fall Splendour

...September sun setting low,
Fall in all its golden glow;
Anticyclones hold transient sway
As mist forms ,at the close of day.

Dogwood,jasmine,marram grass
In flower ,as pressure fills the barom...

The Mental Storm

...A storm just swept through my mind
Its wind just took me away
The world is about to find
My sanity lost today

Do you hear the thunder roll
It echoes loud with sadness
My life has taken its to...

A Lost Touch

...I touched her hand and the warmth of her soul
rushed my veins like a mad river,
obliterating all doubts.
Would that I survive the tumult, the undying desire
to touch her skin again, even for a mo...

Unique Matters of Love

...Occasionally
We see
Phenomenal matters of love
With our heart
But not with our eyes
At first, we find ourselves happy
Where we unearth in the yard
At the bottom of the gravel
Gold or diamond
...

Duplicity of the Wind

...The wind seems a song of placidity
As it passes through the meadow near
But I know it’s a harbinger of treachery
Soon, from sudden blasts of Arctic air.

They say a snowstorm is immi...

October

...Dogwood,jasmine,marram grass
In flower ,as pressure fills the barometer glass;
Evening primrose in scented bloom
Fill Autumn with  pungent perfume.

Sycamore seeds twirl and twist
Onto a fairy-...

Simple Abundance

...Simple enough to trust that the Lord will provide each crumb of 
Individual nutrient to each and everyone of us.  In a world of   
Move over and let me, we need to make God our...

I Hear Music

...I hear music. It's quite blusic, whining sax's that won't betray. I hear drumming, guitar's strumming, as my body begins to sway. It's my thermometer, my musical barometer, the pulsating rhythms that...

The Candlemaker's Office

...The Candlemaker’s Office 
     was sparsely filled. 

The worn brass door knob —
     a patina 
     countless hands
          slipping over its surface,
     polished and discolored
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Ptsd For Me

...P.T.S.D FOR ME

Fragile feelings,
Where ghosts of past intrude,
Overwhelming of soul,
A comprehension felt and noted
It never goes away,
Mostly stays in background
And in inappropriate times ...

My Old and New Wounds

...Speechless and lost,
A *****, uncomfortable perplexity began to invade me,
Seated here all day, I've been thinking,
And feeling a stifling sensation of pain and suspense,
Life becoming more meani...

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