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I’ve inherited a treasured book,
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I can’t give to you an answer. / I don’t have a magic wand. / But my love will never waver / and I’m here to hold your hand. / / I want to31 lines, 7 comments, on May 3 5:04 PM 2007
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Last night I saw a shooting star.
It blazed across the skies.29 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 21 8:39 AM 2007 -
Do our words provide for shelter? / Do our tears put food on plates? / When we read our Sunday Papers, / are we saying “It’s too late” / /
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Another Summer passes, Autumn too
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He stands in quiet contemplation,
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The old man thinks of days of youth
when he was free from pain.30 lines, 10 comments, on Aug 5 1:01 PM 2007. In Memories, Lost in thought -
Look closely at the morning dew,
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It’s time to choose The Mayday Queen
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Does age really matter, when you’re old and grey?
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Just a ten minute poem, written while I was cooking tonights dinner at the same time as thinking about dusting my bedroom.29 lines, 8 comments, on Mar 8 1:31 PM 2007. In Humour, Self discipline
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Her perfume lingers, like her smile.
My every thought she’ll claim.14 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 25 2:08 PM 2007
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I keep your rose.
I cannot show you, because your eyes no-longer see.17 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 3 3:24 PM 2007 -
When lying in my bed at night,
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In Merrion’s Wood I love to walk,
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Why don’t you still love me?
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All is quiet, daybreak near.
I wait for you, only birds I hear.15 lines, 13 comments, on Apr 4 5:38 AM 2007. In Thoughts
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How will you be remembered?
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You gave me flowers to-day.
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A shadow casts across a closing sky
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So many poppies all around. / Each one a cross on hallowed ground. / So many lost and never found. / A young life in a grave. / / So many
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Imagine now, a boy named John;
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Take my hand, I promise you, / I’ll never let it go. / I’ll take you to a special place, / where tender orchids grow. / In forest glades, o19 lines, 16 comments, on Mar 23 5:16 PM 2007. In Love
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Do I sit and think of where I’ve been
or do I look into the future, at the tracks12 lines, 5 comments, on Sep 8 8:52 AM 2007. In Thoughts
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She started on life’s journey
full of hope of what might be. -
You gave me something special. / It was something just for me. / I keep it safely locked away. / I have the only key. / / But when I’m fee
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Oh foolish eyes, why dost thou search in vain? / Her laughter ringing still, tormenting ears. / Each second strives to pierce my empty vein21 lines, 10 comments, on May 9 1:57 PM 2007. In Lost Love., Sonnet
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The Last Waltz I play that same old music yet again,18 lines, 7 comments, on Jun 12 3:38 PM 2007. In Lost love
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To see once more the lily fields
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This landscape that our eyes admire;
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It’s time to look for closure; to put bygones in the past.
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I always find that my thoughts flit about when I am travelling alone. Suddenly you come back to reality and wonder if you have missed your23 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 23 12:44 PM 2007
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How silent is the night when I can’t sleep, / and thoughts retrace the paths of yesteryear. / Sometimes an uphill climb, forever steep, / I
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