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Great Big Blue

The Great Big blueness
around the little brown boat
was a carpet of ripples and waves and foam
concealing the world beneath

The wake of the little brown boat
left open a smooth passageway
into the great deep blue that expanded out below

The Great Big blue sky
reflected onto the ripples and waves and foam
the ocean disguised to resemble the
great big expanse of the open air above

the sky which is never ending and infinite
while the depth of the oceans are tangible
and defined by the earth's core

its shores are navigable and discovered
while the sky's beginning is as illusive as the horizon
and its territory is the final frontier



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Badlands


The badlands
Into the badlands the bad man ran
Hiding out from the hero’s of the lawless land
Canyon roads deep and narrow
Here the hawks eat the sparrow
Diving down to the depths of the ravines

Like the veins of his body
Pumping blood quickly, hotly
the system of trails branched away.
Deeper in he goes, more hidden, he knows
To evade capture and get away clean.

Kicks the sides of his horse
Thick skin but it hurts
The dust kicks up horseshoes a’ clicking

Seeing clouds up ahead
Through the rocks of dusty red
The sheriff looked up just in time.

Badge glints in the sun
Grit inscribed on his gun
His hat casting shadow o’er his eyes

He closed in on his man
Knowing time’s no one’s friend
with a rope wrangled him to the ground

one more vanquished bad man
in the long list of them
grit prevails with the sheriff around

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Wintertime on A lake in Norway

four times per year
the provisions are delivered
four times a year 
once in dead cold

the roads are closed
and a boat's not an option
the lake is now ice
with a coating of snow

travel 'cross ice 
leaving tracks not to follow
they are a caution 
someone's passed here before
 
the sack on a sled
efficient and agile
at the start you say
I could have taken more

In the refuge oasis
 the island of tress
you can't stay too long
you feel safe, you won't leave

the wind may be biting
advance past the tree line
just think of arriving
on the far side

it seems too distant
with your heavy load
but you've done it before
knowing that's all you need

take the first step
where the ice isn't worn down
across to the clearing
with the old crooked tree
 
deliver the wares
warm up your feet
start plans for next time
prepare once again to leave 

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