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Your Inner World

Your inner world

once you find it

and have traveled through the solitude of it’s deserving landscape

will surprise even the most…

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The Witness

The witness

There’s really no other way to go than as the witness

Sit back. Way back.

And watch…

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poetry Clare Johnson poetry Clare Johnson

Some Years

Some years

Are for the breakdown

The letting go and letting in

The creaking sounds of winter beneath your soles once again…

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poetry Clare Johnson poetry Clare Johnson

This Home

This home

I built from the ashes,

the lemon tree now blistering with fruit,

waiting for spring’s warmth to come fully alive…

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poetry Clare Johnson poetry Clare Johnson

The Riddle

Put on the blindfold so you can see

the answers to questions that vanished.

Home free at last in nothingness,

the everything for which you’ve managed…

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