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True selves

By: AP Taylor

Upon a beach sand is strewn
glowing in the rays.
Pretty and decorative
as a child’s balloon
simple feelings graze.

Below often sandstone whirls… 57 more words

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Canvas lies

By: AP Taylor

Generations have passed
since those first masts appeared in skies.
Uncertainty cast, disguise.
As sails billowed prescient,
in shadows canvas lies.

Intruders boats continued… 105 more words

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Northerly

By:AP Taylor

Northerly gales scream as banshees
wounded by disease.
Weeping, breathes, as complain,
like breakers on a shore drain.
Clouds tease sliding by on skies knees, 87 more words

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Maralinga

By: AP Taylor

Upon this desert, are soldiers of old,
as diamonds they dazzle a ramrod straight highway.

Watch the strong barbed fences
to stop the mythical drivers, seldom they stray. 78 more words

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Shadows of a grainy sun

By: AP Taylor

So, how far from home can one run?
When caught by the shadows of a grainy sun?
I danced to the edge of a pearly sea, 144 more words

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Decay

By: AP Taylor

are gold,
harvesters green or bold,
hivis vests fluorescent
into minds rolled
while death is transparent

Trees leaves hustle,
wheat tumbles in tussle… 45 more words

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Crude (Chimes of freedom - Dylan)

By:  AP Taylor

As thick blood trickles into sand
murky conflict few understand.
In skies blue
hostilities thread,
does weaponry skew
across dunes, battles shred. 129 more words

AP Taylor