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Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Saturday, December 01, 2012
Never a Smile
There in the distance
I see a tree
Here close up you
Remember the swing
I cry for I will never have
A father to be there
To see the delight
In my smile.
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Saturday, October 27, 2012
A Vase : For when they tell you
A vase : For when they tell you
A vase sits on the
Bench
It has pretty flowers
Stencilled on it
Lovely motifs and
Wonderful look
Slim, and slender
It stands there
And then
Someone walks pass
And screams
"You're Broken"
And the
Next
And the next
And the vase sits
There
Smiling
Holding water
For it is whole.
A vase sits on the
Bench
It has pretty flowers
Stencilled on it
Lovely motifs and
Wonderful look
Slim, and slender
It stands there
And then
Someone walks pass
And screams
"You're Broken"
And the
Next
And the next
And the vase sits
There
Smiling
Holding water
For it is whole.
Friday, October 05, 2012
Cards You Are Dealt
Cards You are Dealt by Whitedove
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Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Whirlwind
She steps tenderly
Towards the twig
And floats down
The river; holding on
The current moves in
A whirlwind
She screams; circular
"Help"
No one comes
She panics
Cries
And with abandon
Throws herself
Towards the water
Hoping
Praying
And just as
She realises what
Has happened
She calls out
And you just say - Stand up
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Horror -- Me
It was two months
That I felt of it
Just two months
And I had to leave
For a break, peace -- freedom
Why did I not see it before
In the length of my life
Should I have doubted
The loss, horrid -- dreaming
The trap, the horror, torture
That she endured
So long ago now but a mystery
How did she, survive -- live
And now escaped from the misery
A skeleton, raked leaves, dead trees
I turn and remember
What did he do, horror -- me
That I felt of it
Just two months
And I had to leave
For a break, peace -- freedom
Why did I not see it before
In the length of my life
Should I have doubted
The loss, horrid -- dreaming
The trap, the horror, torture
That she endured
So long ago now but a mystery
How did she, survive -- live
And now escaped from the misery
A skeleton, raked leaves, dead trees
I turn and remember
What did he do, horror -- me
Thursday, August 23, 2012
It's All Roses
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Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Just for a Moment
The sea salt raises on the beach
In bubbles
A surprise on the horizon
To the castaway, who surviving
On nothing, sees
An image of the boat
Signalling like crazy
As the boat comes to shore
Their footsteps linger in the
Soft wet sand
We are here to help you
And as you reach out
After years of pain
As a castaway
You realise
That your hand goes through
The mirage
And crying you weep
Thursday, August 16, 2012
The Note
It caught your eye
That little girl
Holding the note
That felt so unreal
It came across you
As you wandered past
Scurrying quickly
Way too fast
She stands in purple
Her hair tied in bows
A tear there welling
While no one knows
And she just sits there
Listening to what you say
Remembering back
Remembering yesterday
She could say something
Risk it all
Prepare herself for the
Sudden fall
Toss all those images
From her soul beware
And just trust
That others will care
But as you lean closer
To what she says
What has been giving her
Sleepless days
What horror she holds
She cannot say
The images live within her
Night and day
She sits there
Scribbles something down
Her tears there welling
Her forehead in a frown
And there she holds it
She makes it mine
She holds up a note
Simply reading "I'm fine"
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Sunday, July 15, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Concrete
Blue clouds
Writing in the sky
A small room
You walk in
Happy
The door is closed
You really don’t know what
Is really the fuss
You see his face
Its bad news
He asks you to sit
Your mind screams
He has something in his hands
This can’t be good
What you have gone through
Is telling you how bad it is
And you cry
You get up
And run
And run
And run
How can your own
Body betray you
Why does it have to happen
To me
And I collapse to the
Concrete
And Cry
Knowing
There is no escape
No escape
Just no escape
And you pick yourself
Up and continue
With the screaming in your head
The constant screaming
It becomes silence it is so loud
You pause
You cry more
You pause
And the screaming comes back
They give you a million things
To do
But the screaming is there….
For
You know
There is no cure
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Saturday, March 10, 2012
Most beautiful heart
Came across this the other day...
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