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

DIURNAL DREAMING ~ 19th FEBRUARY 2016

21/2/2016

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"Snowdrops" ~ Image © Copyright John and Margaret
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.

Copyright. © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

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REALITY CHECK ~ 30th January 2016

1/2/2016

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"Australian Galah" Image © Copyright John and Margaret
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.

Copyright  © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

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