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Tag: writing
The Truth Begs You Not To Drown – Written Wednesday 31st October 2012 (Aged 37)
your canal boat of dreams
pulled along by a frayed tow rope
your idle gloats
never work
as a functional floating boat
Parents – Written Wednesday 31st October 2012 (Aged 37)
beautiful
a pretty face
and eyes that glow
if only sadness
would up and then go
Somehow Society Rewards You – Written October 2012 (Aged 37)
how you behave
is shameful
and never gainful
how you work
is awkward
Good People Made to Feel Sad – Written Wednesday 31st October 2012 (Aged 37)
all i ever thought
was to revel in the loveliness
of a steady plateau sought
since events have changed things
things just do not seem the same
Opinion is Not Fact – Written Wednesday 12th September 2012 (Aged 37)
opinion is not fact,
(that is a fact)
why,
present it as such
I Am Not Other People – Written Wednesday 12th September 2012 (Aged 37)
i am not other people
out on a limb
not prepared
and i never have been
Ravenous Crows – Written Tuesday 22nd December (Aged 45)
they were ravenous crows
who pecked me
and tried to disrupt my nest
those who pounded my door
till wood splinters
found me on a hill of spilt soup
The Flesh of Warm Fingers – Written Tuesday 22nd December 2020 (Aged 45)
now i feel strong weather
in places of doom
there are cracks of broken bone
and shards of distilled moon
Paved My World – Written Monday 21st December 2020 (Aged 45)
as i lay down on my bed
and dived in deep,
to the word of craft
which helps me feel complete
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 