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This above all; to thine own self be true. 
William Shakespeare

A VERY FINE BALANCE ~24th APRIL 2016

26/4/2016

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A VERY FINE BALANCE
by John Yeo

He sees the world with unique eyes.
The eyes of youth, full of his personal view,
selfish to the point of careless.  
He is aware of his own perspective
on the events in this uniquely individual world.
Everything seems fine, no matter what,
he always seem to survive.
Tomorrow is another day!
A day that never arrives they say.

Reality reflects a different view.
A view from the outside looking in
Although he casts a long straight shadow
The stairs leading up shape another view.
Teetering on the brink of a downward fall.
A fall that will certainly come

A very fine balance.

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SEA SALT  ~ 17TH APRIL 2016

19/4/2016

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SEA SALT
by John Yeo

The waves of change came suddenly
Smoothing the sands of time.
Sea salt was the bounty harvested,
On the family production line.

The head of the family at the helm
Kept the workers and colleagues in line.
Tragedy came with death in the family.
Rough times ahead was the sign.

A once strong unity disintegrates
In the granules of unity unrefined.
Chaotic influences out of control
Destroyed a once strong family line.

Each faction headed, unrest rebounds
The sea washed away without a sign.
Rubbing salt in the reopened wounds
On the once strong production line.

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THE DEPTHS OF THE CHALK FACE ~ 19th MARCH 2016

21/3/2016

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THE DEPTHS OF THE CHALK FACE
by John Yeo


Way down beneath the face of jagged white cliffs
Is the secret domain of the aging spirits.
The awesome caverns hidden deep underground
Hacked from the rock, a hidden secret domain.
The spirits mature and rest and develop
To tickle the developed taste-buds with the joyful refrain
Of glorious wonderful vintage Champagne.


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DIURNAL DREAMING ~ 19th FEBRUARY 2016

21/2/2016

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DIURNAL DREAMING
by John Yeo

The lecture was long and intricately constructed,
Of facts that had been stitched together again.
In a cycle of repetition to set the mind drifting
Looking out the window at the pouring rain.
I like the look of the flaxen haired girl on a cycle,
I believe there is life on the other side.
Would you believe if the world was two sided
Dreams could be split in two.

The culmination of the interpretation, is that
Dreams are an ongoing fantastical spread,
Of nocturnal desire flooding diurnal dreams
With ideas that could never be shattered.
That girl with the flaxen hair has become
A part of my personal individual stream
In a world that is very well grounded
She is now a part of a diurnal dream.

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REALITY CHECK ~ 30th January 2016

1/2/2016

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REALITY CHECK
by John Yeo

Where did the turning-point arrive?
Who knows? What triggered the break?
The edge is precarious, reality blurs,
As the finality begins to take shape.

Clinging on tightly to put on a face
Desperately looking for an answer.
Who cares? I will not appear to be weak.
I’ll show everyone, I’m in control.

Life was easier not too long ago.
I had support and people to turn to.
I feel I have lost my anchors in life.
What am I going to do to from now on?

Everywhere I turn, I feel lost and alone.
Where can I go, to get help and advice?
I need some security to rebuild my life
Reconstruct and regain my self esteem.

Loneliness is an eternally evil blight.
I have no close partner to see me through
My future stretches out in a foggy maze
Past happiness comes back to haunt me.

Carefree long days when I was young,
Seem to be someone else's story!
Did I really laugh and dance with joy
When my life was carefree and strong?

Now my dreams seem to be shattered.
In a million sharp glassy shards.
A slow and merciless insidious decline.
I feel helplessly lost and sadly alone.

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