The bits and bobs of thought and wonder…
The love and snail pace of a trip
Along the road of endless ponder
Whilst gripping tight a lifeless whip
I’m waiting for the words of longer
Extended versions of a knit
Which make a scarf-long blunder
That helps this boneless whimp

But still in all of making
The simple little things
Like having cup for taking
Like leaving them a tip

And other little corner
Of roards that take you far
Will show you that of mystery
Which has the door ajar

May all the endless wonders
Flood over you in breath
Fulfill you with the happiness
And give a stronger grip

And this is how much longer
Consumed by thirst to write
I will produce a wonder
Of endless poets mind

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