duty is a maidens game
as she waxes lyrical
and wonders if we are a name
or a face too farcical
that peers through life’s window frame
Tag: free verse
Breakdown – Sunday 8th December 1996
you are beyond repair
your world is not my world
and i can live with that
but i know i am not broken down
Quickly and Soon – December 1996
in my childish land
i grabbed a someone
which had a smallish hand
The Light – December 1996
crossing over to the other side
dry as the pace of life
i crawled affectionately
to the bed in which i awoke
Night and Day – Wednesday 4th December 1996
i held you
as i hold a light
i missed my sun
Conception to Deception – Wednesday 4th December 1996
what a sight, life
nine months of paradise
conception to deception
and you had better believe it
Somewhere London – Wednesday 4th December 1996
somewhere london
walking till we find an underground station
i see you standing there
which way are we facing?
Feeling Strange – Wednesday 4th December 1996
i am out of luck
that is nothing new
i still beat the rules
and ride the tube
She Left Marilyn in Her Dreams – Monday 2nd December 1996
she said, amongst dinner,
things i never expected to hear
so it seems,
she has left marilyn in her dreams
New Thing – Monday 2nd December 1996
i cannot see where you are coming from
i am almost convinced you care
almost, just about almost
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