Best Poem of R E Mason

Returning Home
It is good to see new life in the old dog learning new tricks.
When all thought of juvenile playfulness had vanished from your mind,
Like fresh spring shoots,
Emergent in hidden crevasses and dark corners,
Surprise you with joyful shivers down your spine.
In a business suit and mirror polished shoes,
A . . .
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I see the harvest washing through the field,
Papered husk of old hag's face,
Disguising its heart of gold.
I see the skylarks circle overhead without purpose or care,
Pleasured by the breeze beneath their wings.
I see each tree seperate, unique,
Characterised by their own expression,
Each leaf a life . . .
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