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Sick of it
But stoic still
We bite the bit
And get our fill
Of heights sunlit
Their golden hill
We never fit
Too lame or ill
Without the wit
Or grist for mill
We crunch on grit
Await the kill
They glance and spit
Always one-nil
The triumph of
Their brazen will
Morn @IMcMillan
Acrylic and oil
Fight, repel ‘til peonies
Spring into life
Good morning @IMcMillan
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Some of us are older
Some try not to be
I’m no sensitive type A
Some are unlike me
Some respond to adverts
Some want number 1
I’m waiting for a main item
When the selling’s done
Sometimes I despair
Vin Diesel’s on again
Some will watch anything
If not why but when
M @IMcMillan
A sly nerve like a live
Filament stabbed
My cheek and rose
As rotten sap
To sinus caves
My head a bruised apple
Wrinkled pepper left out
Folded in
Awaiting the severing cut
Noose relief
The placebo fools
I burn past lives
Turning pain
To electrodes in my brain
Morn @IMcMillan
My door
Is not a jar
My bottle
I lost. Are
You with me?
Counterpoint:
I see
My gait
Can’t swing
My tern
Misleading
My pane
Hurts clearly
So saw
Sliced nearly
One day
I’ll raise the bar
And leave
The weigh in
Just a tad
Ajar
Morn @IMcMillan #poem #writerslife
No-one comes to the lane end
But the old shepherd bent hard
To find his fattened flock
On the high cliffs he’ll find them
Or by the blackened skerries
Sheltered by lewisian rock
Evening @IMcMillan #OuterHebrides #ThursdayMotivation #natureofscotland #uig #wordsMatter #poetry