Poems

Poems

Cherry

Something real not perfect

What are you looking for?

A Drag

And yes if I smoked

A Higher Echelon

There is a higher echelon

A River

There is a river running through
Cherry

A Thousand Lines

Take a thousand lines we've danced and rhymed

After dinner

I am planning

An army

They came in an army

An Unseen Voice

An unseen voice

As sunlight hits grass

As sunlight hits grass I have sat here before in this wooden chair pretending to read but secretly watching as you turn and change change and turn from natural form to man made blades
Cherry

August Rain

August rain, middle
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Bare bones

The bare bones of cold life

BBC

Our Breakfast

Boundaries

Acknowledgements from a beginner who now has different eyes...

Buildings

I know you still live next door

Candle wax

The candle waxes
Cherry

Cold

The fire is dead

Tender

Tender, kind, you know

Knowing eyes

Black lashes flick, they spurn

Driftwood

Rough, rugged driftwood covered with grit and

English rain

Sounding rain pounding lashing

Time Falls

Steady living of life disrupted with space

Honey Dew

Dry barren a ploughed field

Uncomfortable

Evening dresses

Solitary Island

The ship sailed forth through battered grey storms
Cherry

Don't let me fool you

In this world I fly solo

Silence after the storm

a woman pleading in waist high river

Empty memories

Charcoal pastel shadow faces,

I am

I am in a nightmare no neon way out

Fresh and Clunky

Eyes convey the start of love sparkling blue full of sky up the rainbow down the other side Birmingham, Scotland, the west, Mexico where ever you are I too will go past the sun
Cherry

The truth

I want to feel the past in my life but there's something

Sounds

Visual tones should be seen explored

Lipstick IP

I do this daily, will admit to no one,
Cherry

Irony

This is a tale of Janet and John, no not really,

Summer somewhere

Summer vest denim shorts pink espadrilles my life

Next summer

You sing of a beautiful dawn

Reflection

On reflection, in depth deep as the ocean I wonder worry at the evil of myself within egoccentric obnoxious omnipotent immortal I am I feel you know. But there must be an end

Emotional chaos in meadow trenches

Don't expect shape or form to come from this pen just heartfelt words that tell of chaos this is just the beginning another round as rockets explode... A clumsy middle aged ballerina

Time

Time terrifies

The Kite

The kite it soared

Today

I did not care for but today

Turn the handle

The door wouldn't open

Warzone

I walked into a warzone

Happy Christmas

The shadow
Cherry

Your Majesty

You are too showy

Silence

What is silence
Cherry

The winner

The year didn't stop
Cherry

Winter Sun

The winter sun has come
Cherry

Late winter

Heavy is my world
Cherry

I don't mind

You may say you know me

Jesus

I have a dream

One sound

You would.....
Cherry

Lost

A wooden necklace from Mexico

Wat a doodle in some wordly waves

No life saver no life guard

Finale

There's a spot on the ceiling

Kibera

I live in the mud

Friendship

Past the gravestones

Something

Image: 
Past the gravestones, moon and stars I pushed

Situations

We both know what has happened

Somewhere else

We all know what's happening...

Directions

Once upon a time

His world

There is a modern day language
Cherry

Let's start again

Competition Entry

Talking to myself

Let's swap stories

Mum

I’ve got to carry on mum’s gone rudderles with no guide I’ve got to carry on mum’s gone who knew of these feelings Of you and me all around eyes shut...

Strange Times

The freedom of the birds and the whispy summer clouds are what we dream of now Spring was quietly stolen our liberties curtailed homes were a prison...

A Prayer

The bullets fire wild killing in my mind as you hide behind words inactions hollow of a kind it is hard to watch it is hard to find the strength to...
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Out of the woods

Out of the woods into the sun Is history paying me back for things I've never done Into the trees with little breeze Stale air gets stuck it's hard...
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A Sea Poem

Oceans of feelings They come and go Ebb and wane With the tidal flow A listening heart Responds aloud To the repeated sounds Of crashing waves Huge,...
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