A.M. Gouedard

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An aging Alice sits in her room
Leading a simple life.
Her big adventures are over.
...

tell me your dreams and tell me them true
tell me of days when you were a child
i need to better remember you
when it all comes round again in a while
...

Two lovers
separated
by the stretch
of open ocean
...

There's a song that wafts so gently
in music faintly heard.
A song with words so fleeting
I cannot hold them still.
...

The lamps shine down from windows high above,
Burning moths, white wings against the light.
Old roses hang against the well worn walls
Amongst the darker tangle of the leaves,
...

Its windows blown by wind and rain,
down the lanes where no-one came,
an ancient ruined cottage stood
with tumbled walls, close by the wood.
...

7.

One for sorrow.
Time is borrowed.
Lost and broken by our fears
All our dreams will fly away.
...

In the street
a little boy
bends down.
He found a pebble
...

At least three times a week
Thumps, bangs, a loud crash,
Doors slamming, metallic echoes,
Bumps, thuds, sharp edges, smash
...

A.M. Gouedard Biography

Bard member of OBOD, with a strong and long term interest in Celtic mythology and fairy tales. Writes poetry and fantasy fiction.)

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Renewing Alice

An aging Alice sits in her room
Leading a simple life.
Her big adventures are over.

An aging Alice sits in her room,
Her once pretty face losing its' bloom.
This is the nature of time.

An aging Alice sits in her room
Remembering, quietly smiling,
Making a note in her diary ~~~

''The Mad Hatter sees to the deeply crazed core,
The central heart of the matter.
When he dropped in today, escaping the rain,
I was thrilled and delighted to see him again

When you look at the world in a different way
There is wonder, adventure, in each new born day.
Mad, a bit sad, never bad,
He's the dearest friend I ever had.

Next time it rains I hope he comes back.
He reminds me so much of something I lack.
It's always good to have a long natter.
There is wisdom aplenty in tea time chatter.''

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Poetry comes from a deeper connection to the feeling subconscious, not from the thinking mind

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