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Would I dare reach out;
offer friendship to myself?
I know I would not.
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
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Posted: September 5, 2016 in 2016, Haiku, My Journey, PoetryTags: Acceptance, Friendship, Haiku, Honesty, Poetry, Relationships
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Posted: September 5, 2016 in 2016, Haiku, My Journey, PoetryTags: Acceptance, Haiku, Poetry, Self
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My conflicted ego
Doubtful constant companion
Distractions have helped.
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
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Through clandestine acts.
I pursue my ambitions
Yet no one will know.
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
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Posted: September 4, 2016 in 2016, Haiku, My Journey, PoetryTags: Acceptance, Defeatist, Inspiration, Lacklustre, Life, Nature, Poetry, Wasted opportunities
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I cease constantly
Wasted opportunities
Story of my life
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
We sleep
Posted: September 4, 2016 in 2016, Free Verse Poetry, My Journey, PoetryTags: Bedtime, Early-bird, Habits, Marriage, Night-owl, Poetry, Relationships, Rituals, Sleep, Soulmate
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Tentatively I enter our bed
you the early bird
are already lost in the oblivion
exploring dream worlds,
me, the night owl am an intruder,
my settling, is your unsettling
my bodily presence, all too physical
my careful movements, awkward,
yet, the moment passes
as it does every night,
our breathing unites as
ocean wave lapping upon the constant shore,
we meld body and soul
in the company of our raw nakedness
we sleep.
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
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Posted: September 4, 2016 in 2016, Haiku, My Journey, PoetryTags: Bereavement, Haiku, Life and Death, Memories, Poetry
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If death is the end
Then how do you live each day
Now you are just bones
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© Paul Nichol. 2016
