Corinne Watt

The curtains come down
Rent from sky to earth
A reflection of the heavens
Newly created.
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Waft, waft, waft, my magazine I wave.
In a warmer world
Wishing I was
Wearing less
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Summer days of my early teen years
with sunshine rays that warmed still stretching bones.
Amazulu songs to good to be forgotten
The happy bop flowing forth from a radio from a window.
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Carried in the mouth of His messenger dove like,
The seed of my life was purposely dropped.
God had me planted here for a weed free beginning,
And this little shoot appeared in Paisley Maternity.
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A bright, but early hour.
The roads are still empty,
With only a platoon of pigeons to guard our streets.
Before even the bin lorry dwindles whining and chomping,
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Straight in front
we shall stand slowly nearing,
hand touch hand pull me closer to your being
eyes though closing still are seeing
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I loitered one festive season
Amongst the throng of gift laden shoppers
To see the Christmas light was my reason
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Tingle my taste buds for it's that season,
To joyfully indulge with adequate reason,

When Winter's gone and sprung has Spring,
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I've fallen again
Let the guilt now pour
And although You've forgotten them
You've heard these confessions before.
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View this grey and stricken land
it's the landscape of my heart.
Sense the dark impending clouds
and the cold tears they impart.
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Instinctively within was the knowledge
Of the goodly divine
My conscience holds record of its existence
But the wayward path is mine
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Bent and twisted the marred soul, with a
dent in its self-belief imposed by others who can't
prevent the destructive cycle of sinning against sinners.
Agent of the devil unknowing that God sent
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Insomnia.
My dreaded enemy since childhood.
Intangible form of torture with no reason,
just clock tick ticking
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From the deepest depths of a despairing heart,
Grief formed into words and he made a start,
To express his frustration at events beyond control,
The cruel hand of darkness had so blighted his soul.
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When my heart is weary and times are sad
And I haven't the strength to try
When satan twists my life to make it seem bad
I feel the change but don't know why
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Months of unused paper
untouched, buried at the bottom
of the pile of 'Things To Be Done'.
A restless night
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I read
How Jesus fed 5000 men in a miraculous way,
Crowds clamoured ‘round their new interest
The very next day.
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