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Trust...
They reach me,
And,
I give them my all,
Yet after that,
They leave me Alone.
They will come back,
Once again, for sure,
With a different face,
A different name,
A new personality,
All along,
And once again,
I will give them my all,
Will they, this time
Stay by my side?
I don't know,
But that's how Trust works,
That's how Life works.
Friday 22nd September 2023 10:49 am
Everything...
I can be Warm,
As Fire,
Or Cold,
As Ice,
Flexible like Water,
Or Rigid as Stone,
I can be,
As simple as Joy,
Or complicated as Rage,
Worse as Fear,
Wounding,
Or Beautiful as Love,
Comforting.
I can be Anything,
I can be Everything,
Everything,
Depends on You.
-N
Monday 18th September 2023 4:20 pm
STANLEY IN THE HOME
In a home at ninety who has prospects,
who needs them?
better to accept one's fate
no matter how drastic.
Stanley never worked that one out,
he felt in charge of his situation
even that he'd created it,
running the show with all his employees,
his prospects therefore in order,
he could hire and fire
at leat criticize, always expecting more.
In the cardigans o...
Sunday 14th November 2021 2:36 pm
The melodic grass
This music,
it makes me want to fall from the water
float in the sky,
stare at those lips
and kiss those green eyes,
drink from the clouds
and jump on the pond
to feel the stars
and gaze at the stones,
the rythms , the notes
melt my mind
ignite my visible voice
I'm not here nor there
maybe inside a void
floating on the blues
maybe its a d...
Monday 14th December 2020 8:23 pm
World in Lockdown People's Poem on Facebook
The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:
https://www.facebook.com/worldinlockdownpoem/
Please give it a read!
Saturday 16th May 2020 6:57 pm
The World in Lockdown People's Poem to be curated by Barry Woods and Michelle Wright
Wirral poets Barry Woods and Michelle Wright are curating a people's poem during the UK lockdown period. The poem is, at present, ten pages long and will be launched online on May 11th.
Facebook@worldinlockdownpoem
Friday 24th April 2020 10:39 pm
Distance
Fifty miles apart
Texting seems further apart
Responding is like driving
Not feeling any closer, even though technology plays apart
Bratty I am
Possessive I’m not
We aren’t that many years apart
Mature thoughts speak with me
Showing interest and do want me
We don’t say much
Turtle motions travel cross our keys
Delayed response
Face to face
Infinities of words
...Sunday 18th February 2018 4:48 am
My Mother In Law, My Mon
I called you
Mom from day one.
You called me
Shirley, sometimes
you called me Hon.
But I had
to let you go,
I had to say
"Good Bye."
But in my heart
I said,
"Mom please
don't die."
That was more than
ten years now.
Sometimes I
still cry. That ...
Friday 12th July 2013 12:17 pm
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