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A Note To Loved

I shall write a little for you to peruse,
As I see my hands flitting slowly across the keys.
My skin I notice is a whitish brown,
Due to the suns rays that fall around.

This brings thoughts to me and makes me frown,
Why is it only the skin we sometimes see.
You know that every man should be colour free.
Yesterday I scratched my hand and out from beneath ran
A flow of red and I thought again
That everyone is just the same.

Now the think went much deeper than I could see
There inside we were all identicle.
Then to the inside of what we call a brain
I knocked the door as there was a keeper there
Can I come in to see what differences there be?

In my Arab friends and the Zulus I know just wanted to know
So I spent a while just checking so
I wasn't surprised when I realised that once again
In the brains dwelt the mystery of why

It was a growing thing, when Ideas new
Then persuaded thoughts that built the you
Your thoughts were not the same
So off we go again, into the world of mistrust and gain.

Maybe there is a point of view that will see us all as a you
But no this cannot be we are so different you and me.
I will love you all just the same, Yours Ian.T

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Free verse
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Loved or lovedly....
I have stopped posting here
having taken a sabbatical
entered another domain
where busy I remain
now breathless

Neopoet doesn't need me
I have learned a lot happily
so let me be me
and Ian all my love for thee
you are the only one who held my hand
all these three and one half years

a soliloquy for you
oh my friend
and guide
stay alongside
let no colour of skin differentiate you and me
I have the same with- in

all blood is red
out with the doubts
those dwell within
I compose here only for you
and you taught me how to hold

out the damned mistrust
let’s not bust our trust
upon the wings of time
we shall fly
side by side

you will neither precede me
nor will I
we will go alongside

hope this soliloquy will do
out those shadows of doubt
from within you
will Ian you

I surely hope this will do
even of Snowman

It is a shame that your participation is waning, you can still learn of us all and if you must leave then I shall not blame you.
But there in that unexpected breeze or that moment when your thoughts become void I will creep up and stand by your side.
Thanks for the visit but do stay a while as it is fun to have friends around for Tea, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

author comment

I shall never leave
I am never void newer ideas germinate every second like a young guy thinks of a gal every 15 seconds I think now of poetry...Y'all as Stan says.. throttled me by restricting my ability to one poetry only. Now once again i compose 5 to 9 daily and so far none have to the garbage bin of time been disposed I suppose .Friend Ian we both will hold hands ere the cliff over which someone us pushes... and like the breeze... we freeze at that moment of time...hopefully not twill ever be ...this this young bard pledges to thee.VOCIFEROUSLY.

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