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We’d go exploring along the river and through the woods,
We’d run, and we’d whoop, then go silently to try and see a rabbit if we...

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A little Coast Guard boat just now
Went chug-chug-chugging by.
It left behind a wake, above which
Seagulls like to fly.

Aside from that, the river’s calm
With not a...

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A warped board on a bench seat
causing discomfort 
to an old bum, an aching foot,
a touch of pity all came to keep me
self-sealed inside a...

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On a bench in the sun,
With the river close by,
I can get something done 
(Or at least I can try).

For out here I unwind
As I...

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*Situated in the south-western region of Mauritius, a dream island in the Indian Ocean.

Written on 9 November 2023


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I dream of a pipal tree that grows 
at the foot of Banasura Hill, 

miles beyond the fishing village 
I once called home. 

Here, I...

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Conclusion and commentary River of Life Revelations 22:18-22

I warn everyone who hears the words of the prophecy of this book:
If anyone adds to them, God...

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It was the kind of heated up August that fried toads
My sisters and I sneaked off to the riverbank
Don’t get wet! Our mother warned us
We...

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They left their lovely home to fulfill a promise that was not found, one big happy family board up their house pack their luggage in...

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On the edge of Bow Valley River,
Where waterfall pours on stones,
I stand, a witness to nature’s symphony,
As the world unfolds before me.

On the other side...

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Away on a booze cruise,
No beer left in stock.
They charged fifty dollars,
It was a real shock.

I complained it’s not fair,
I want money back.
We’re so sorry,...

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sitting on a rock in the middle of a gentle river
collecting my thoughts and taking in the pain
crying tears of regret and not caring about...

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The roaring Falls once wooed me

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What can I tell you,
old friend,
having carried myself here
to be in your company,
to feel your quiet, the still
paused on your waters
as if you were listening...

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Like children at play
I hear them babble, 
Ever skipping away
Over rocky rabble

And all ten toes
On my own two feet,
Watching as it goes
Before I retreat

These eyes...

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