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Julian’s Poetry
vignette 2025-12-29
time is a strange & wonderful thing: ever-flowing, yet without an aim… always churning us up within their eddies and slipstreams, tangling us up in knots of chance and destiny rounding off our coarse edges, we are made smooth, bright, true… all our deadweight is ground up whittled to dust and we are left as…
vignette 2025-12-09
for every thing there is a place for everyone— a purpose poets find poetry as lovers find love— their very nature draws their beloved to them as a car mechanic finds their car to repair as the captain of a ship guides her to harbour…
Snowsongs
People only really value the things that money can’t buy. If you have to try hard to win someone’s love, it isn’t love. God is not the most powerful being in the Universe God is who God is. Death is not the end of one’s life Death is the start of your life as it…
Julian JP Lee 