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NO IM NOT A ROBOT

How can a robot know?
But I likes a piece of poetry
To set my circuits all aglow,

R2D2's just a drone,
Steve Austin he can barely scan
Robots generally 'e don't rhyme,
But a cyberman 'e can!





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THE FIRE WITHIN

Taking the proffered ancient torch in hand
In Altamira, Santander and Lascaux
I am the fire, the flickering, burning brand
That leads the artists' hungering below.

Where forms of deer and bison billow in the dark
Etched in charcoal and berry-juice on the wall
The hunter like the artist pursues the mark
I rekindle to light this stone age carnival.

The dance of life cavorts to escape the savage crimson dart
Neighing snorting figures heart beating in the clay
For survival, skill and conquest, that is the caveman's art
And I the flame they carry within lighting the way.

Henceforth I become beacon of humanity,
Shining through memory and imagination
The light of liberty.

Copyright © Julian Lawson | Year Posted 2017

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the population of one

Why make an enemy of a daughter or a son?
A sacrifice on the altar of your sacred opinion.
Birthday wishes celebration, no more segregation.
A fractured population, equals, less than one.

Between the we and me
There's no fences I can see.
But the borders that are there 
secure identity.
Do they serve a purpose, beyond history.

After all the earth is a planet,
Orbiting the sun
And if it wasn't for the stars
We'd think it was the only one,
We can use the wind for power
Harness the power of the sun.
Then why cant we live together
And harness the power of one.

Copyright © Julian Lawson | Year Posted 2017

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Summer

cat's tail question mark
is swishing behind the hedge
trailing lobelias

Copyright: Julian Lawson June 2017

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The Walnut

Out the back
Behind gran's house
Halfway down the street.
The little yard with the mangle.
And the narrow concrete strip path
That led to the other end,
Where the walnut tree ruled.

A musty tangled wilderness
Of corrugated iron and wire.
Only bluebells were allowed
To grow in the cool shade
Of the walnut tree.

Spreading it's branches.
Like an urban exile camouflaged Subjects
Wood ants foraged it's fissured bark.
In the summertime
Drooling old moggies
Lolled, cradled among it's boughs.  

Autumn,
Gran stooped to gather the walnuts
Stuffing them into stockings.
Hanging them in cupboards.
Until Christmas.
My gran and the garden
She shared with the walnut tree.

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FLUTTER BY, FLAGON DRY

Walking the riverside, the rain stopped, the sun reappeared.
Weaving thru the weeds came the dragonfly.
A trembling shimmer of gauzy wings.
Darting electric blues,greens and bronze
In a crazy zig-zag dance.

Droplets clung to rain-splashed leaves.
A mosaic of life-nature's multitude.

The dragonfly bustled with fingertip precision.
Gathering fragments of gold,
It sped away,
A life in a day!

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GREEN LANES

Among ancient groves,
One summer night alone.
Secrets on the wind.

And awakening to
Mother natures symphonic
Mystery of life.

When people used to
Find a home in the hearth-light,
Owls haunt the hedgerows.

Each day an event
Every step an adventure,
To new horizons!

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Hill Figures

The hill figures
Where mist dreams of the rain's reply.
Who gave us springs, streams and rivers?
Who took the trails tracks and signs.

Never mind your phone,
Lying lost by the ice cream van.

Waiting for the yawn of man.
The traffic surveys,
Numbers climb,
Hill figures,
The van chimes.
             Julian

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GLOBAL JAM

Let the bygones be bygones
And let the bygones be gone,
War is not the answer, we need to get along.
Don't let the colours of our skin 
become poison in our veins.

Hatred like a river of fire
Will engulf the world in flames.

Urban paranoia  brings people to their knees
The word of glass and concrete 
Verses the world of grass and trees.
Wisdom has the answer, love must find a way.

We live on a living planet.
So LIFE-RULES Ok!

Copyright © Julian Lawson | Year Posted 2017