Not to touch,

    The soft dew,

Of early morning,

Refreshing the soul,

    Of a news,


Conspicuous by its jar,

    The shock of the ill,

The loss of a dream.

Fall of one,

    Collision of two,

Long is the tick,

    Old be the new.

Call up a heart,

    Try not the tricked,

Slow but not dead,

    Bent but does quicken.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The toils and tumults of keeping the head above water in the 80's in Oz and the heart off the sleeve.

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