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There is no crime if I don’t show it
For it’s a long time since I’ve been poet
Since January, one poem has parted
From my heart for another departed
Then career and need (and laziness)
Swapped verse and rhyme for video lens
Where interpretation of life and things
Choirs majestic to butterfly wings
Sunset’s flames, porpoise and minks
Driftwood beaver, daughter and teacher
Have been my new poetic features
Almost a lap around our sun, inspires I to return,
Ball’s point hurtles over this paper
As I pay homage to Lady Poet and my Saviour
With my guilt panged traditional behaviour
I’m instantly filled with power and the pride
That she’s always smouldering deep inside
Awaiting connections between our senses
She suggests to us possible verses
Through verb and metaphor she immerses
Repair from grief, to us poets, she blesses
Interrogates inner so outer confesses
Causing zoom and macro, elegant presses
Unfaithful? I don’t think that is really true
Judge for yourself at a screen near you

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