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W: Rescue

Speed poem about knights in shining armour who have not thought it through...

Wrapping

She glistens Alluring innocent eyes Impenetrable behind tinted glass She sways Each camber sculpted Each blemish erased All truth concealed Some seek...

Asundered Heart

Eric wasn't happy, it had rained all day and he suspected he might be suffering from SAD, Eric suffered from everything going. He sat slumped in his...

Home

The spring of summer grass Buoyant beneath my feet Lightens life's imparted burdens Free of pathway crowd and street Undulating hillsides Tractor...
Cherry

Poem For My Granddaughter

Today all I know is I cannot get out of bed. The world has turned grey at the edges. Eventually it will shrivel up completely. I'm thinking of all...

Nolo contendere

Taking the care of the environment seriously.... from an entirely different angle!

Cookies

to make them proud, and in the end, its me who is dissapointed

Z is for Body Talk

"So, you're not happy with your body?" The doctor leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance as if he dealt with this kind of thing every...

Shooting Star

Tonight I saw a shooting star And wished upon with childish hope As its beauty faded from the Midnight sky in a momentary flash Of white brilliance...

Who Am I?

When you look at me Across a crowded room, Do you see who I Really am? Staring back at you From behind the shutters Of my mind. The surreal smiles...

Lipstick, Powder and Pain

I am the first victim, Caught in the snare of their lies. An experiment gone wrong, Some say. I say I die. ...Fabrication...Lies ...Falsehoods.....

Headline

Baby Found

The Stranger

Alone, deep inside myself, A familiar stranger resides. She moved in a year since, Took my name, Proclaimed it as her own. Talked with my tongue, A...

No Man's Land

On WWI

I Was With You That Night

In the grainy filmstock of a remembered summer eve, I was with you, while the world went on, My sun-bleached hair swept back, with browning tan, And you were so beautiful, my muse, Millions of tiny flies rising from the long grass,
Cherry

Mirror Image

Staring into herself She sees with his eyes All that she once was. Touches with his hand The coolness of skin, Once her own, Now just beyond reach...

Our Funeral

The silence is surreal. Sound has frozen in time, And the very day Has stopped breathing In a tribute to you. Hard to believe That around the world...

Dreaming of A Lost Friend

Alive. But you are dead to me. As dead as if I'd identified Your body myself. Your eyes look through me Like a corpse. Blank space Where memory used...

Faces

Occasionally, Very occasionally We are given the chance to see The real face behind The ones we have created for Ourselves. The fledgling face. Raw...

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