Philip Vincent Sanders Poems

Listen to their laughter
Listen to them sing
Watch them on the roundabout
Watch them on the swings
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My footsteps splash as through the rain I plough
The shards of ice slash hard across my face right now
But freedom shouts from all the rooftops near
A ringing loud endorsement do I hear
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Listen to the flecks of rain
That fall on dusty ground
Listen to the bird's sweet song
As earth's waking comes around
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A memory is a moment of pure magic
Heart rending in its intensity
Beautiful in its clear simplicity
Burnt into your soul for eternity
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Looking into the vast plains that are the future
I wonder …….. what will be?
Crossroads that have been reached … decisions to be made
Which road should I take …. Which highway to follow?
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Darkened forest … leafy glades
The sun … splintering through the shade
Casting little beams of light
What a gentle, lovely sight
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In the eloquence of the evening
I enjoy the freedom’s feeling
Away from all the pressures of the day
Some time for relaxation
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Intensity ….. a vivid red
Turns me round … fills my head
Lifts me up … pulls me down
Makes me smile … makes me frown
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The rays of sunshine filter through the trees
The flowers sit … expectant for the bees
The grass is lush and green
Nature reigns supreme
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You soar on the thermals
Sweeping across the valleys of desire
Eyes glinting in the sunlight
As your prey of fulfilment hangs below
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