Two Poems

Friends on Facebook I remember the time when I was a kid Playing around until the sun had hid, A bunch of buddies whom I’d call friends Running with them was a day well spent. Met some at school, some in college, Each was different in their set of knowledge. Each grew up, each grew…

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This Is How I Love You

I hear the silences in your screams. I see your nightmares In your sweetest dreams. I see your depravities And hidden beneath them, your insecurities. And I see you put on your masks To hide the keening ghosts of your past. But oh my wretched darling, believe me I love you more when you’re all…

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Standing (Ill) At Ease: For Those Who Stand At Work

Shopping malls are so much fun, aren’t they? All your favourite brands lined up in one location. The latest trends on display, beckoning you (or your wallet)… Come take a taste. Try me out. You want it. We know… we know. And you’re lured in by the smell of fresh fabric, the jazzy music and…

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Yarn

A ball of yarn Maybe but only A ball of yarn to you. That unassuming orb of Dyed sheep hair Represents possibilities to others. Possibilities – Of being a warm reminder Of mothers arms to a mewling babe. Of being a comforting presence Around a lovesick lover’s neck. Of being a quirky bric-a-brac In a…

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WATWB: Humanity Before Religion

It’s the last Friday of this month and that brings us to the 14th instalment of the We Are The World Blogfest. Last month I couldn’t participate because I was travelling, but this time I’m back to help spread the light. For those of you who are reading about WATWB for the first time, this is…

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Empty Bed

I shared your warmth On my skin, on my bed. That warm patch was comforting When you lay sleeping With your little hand curled In my big one, Content. The warmth And the smell of you Seeped through my skin, Drenched me In your smiles; Grew roots within. But one day You were just gone.…

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At Airport Terminals

Originally posted on Simon's still stanza:
Image source: Google via airportlink.com.au ? At Airport Terminals At airport terminals All the good looking ones Are taken Or connected to Their beloved through A smartphone Cradled in the collarbone hollow As their arms Balancing Juggling Move in a rhythm Weighed with coffee cups And hand luggage.…

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