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MEANDERINGS

John E Marks
1 min readAug 5, 2019

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Photo by Zack Silver on Unsplash

Find a way to tell the truth realise

Truth will DEFINITELY pull out your eyes

Once upon an old time as the days were put away,

Saved up for a holy day by the sea-side.

Extremity of mood the mother of invention

Some say this while some say that,

Others fling the cat

sitting on a stair

staring into thin air

John O’China sailed outer Liverpool

Garments were varied,

The wind and the rain fell

All around the Cape of Good Hope,

the crossing from hell.

climb this steep cliff

see embedded fossils stare

telling me how it used to be

in the Jurassic and who can say

they’re wrong,

the past sings a different song,

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I see the slippery snake slowly slither

Over the steep hillside,

dropping into the river,

like a salt-water crocodile.

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John E Marks
John E Marks

Written by John E Marks

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood. T. S. Eliot

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