Holocaust
Hell, One agony, Leaning together,tragic, On trains,huddled,hunched, Carried away to deteriorate,die, And if you refused, torture, torment,
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Peter Pan Poems
They are Peter Pan poems; they refuse to grow up!
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Eye Contact
Every blink, glue, Your obs, fixed, Exercising every frown. Connecting, tracing, mirroring, One mission, mutual, Now it moves, Touching souls, positive, Act is genuine,
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Writer's Block
Wondering if inspiration will ever emerge, Roaring up the steep mountain, Investigating how to create a surge, Trusting that your ideas will reap, Exercising the elusive muse,
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In Memorium
Do not shed those tears for me I have moved on I now am free Think of me with smiles instead I am not gone My souls not dead I live in every one of you In laughter shared And memories true
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The Best Dog in Heaven
Too much has been spoken But the least has been done If tears could revive you These eyes will be no more If I had known somehow Forever you'd be gone Never would I dare move
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Not in the mood for a poem
Why not?
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Playback
Next time you see an old person, looking useless and lost, just think on... Another old one from way back
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A Rude Awakening
I am sleeping in a five star luxury hotel in the middle of busy Berlin which I won in a writing competition. The duvet is made from premium duck feathers. I feel like a princess.
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Summoning
There's a time for gentle carving, perhaps in front of the fire during the long winters, when the possibility of spring seems as hollow as a promise no-one is expected to keep.
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