They tell lies to themselves,
like lies
are not for anybody else.
Tag: personal-poetry
Living In a Winters Day – Written Monday 1st December 2025 (Aged 50)
Others
blindly fight for a tabloid cause.
We are left wondering
what lies behind those doors.
Glitter In a Gale – Written Tuesday 25th November 2025 (Aged 50)
So,
yes,
I did,
I ran away to the circus.
And do you know what?
I felt consumed by the big top.
Focus On Your Sunshine – Written Tuesday 25th November 2025 (aged 50)
We need to shut them out
of the places in which we live,
out of the rooms
where we dream and where we sleep.
Hull – Written Monday 24th November 2025 (Aged 50)
Do not read
your own biography,
for the pages turn,
but the words only ever yearn.
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