Short Trawl Poems

I trawl through happy memories
Aided through old song
And for a fleeting moment
In gladness I belong 
Humming in the moonlight
Absent mind floats on
Bringing back to my delight
Golden moments gone 

©david byrne july ‘12...

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Tell others your innermost secrets, please be aware
Reality is, it’s something that they’ll probably share
Unless you’re certain that they won’t be blurting
Share with a fake pal, you may find yourself hurting
Trolls still trawl through the internet – you bet!...

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We leave our separate solitudes
The shells in which we coil
To search for seeds of hope
In the seabed's saturated soil 

Trawl the crowded seas 
Of the white page
The glassy bubbles of thought
Flutter and escape and rage

The golden moment that redeems
The months of splintered time
Deep sea diving
For the inner heart rhyme

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Let’s throw a big spectacular bash. 
And party with a smash and some flair.
Then we can grow a sexy moustache. 
And party on our face with some hair.

Maybe we should just have a ball. 
And party with black tie and a coat.
Then we can all just go out on a trawl. 
And party with the waves on a boat.

How about we all hold a crazy riot.
And party with a shout and a scream.
Then we can all just be really quiet.
And party by ourselves in our dream....

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The next time you sleep don't enter your deep
And allow the creeper, into your mind he'll creep
Your inner shadows will darken as he seeks
Shredding your thoughts, internally you'll weep

He'll trawl through your secrets, no longer they'll be
Your posterity has been raped, now the creeper sees
Ones dark will get even deeper, into the abyss of your mind
This seeker of the sleep, just what will he find








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-8.php...

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Hatred comes in many a grade.
Divergent backgrounds will leave some swayed.
Aggressors will rarely share the facts.
They hide and trawl and wait to attack.
Kindness is not found in their hearts.
Antipathy and malice tears them apart.
They look around for power to gain.
Depraved contending is now their game.
Rogues will come and rogues will go.
Sadistic victimizing is now their goal.
Awfully imply they test our decrees.
These fainthearted consignments are never pleased....

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