Separation

The companion a shadow over my every waking day and it’s harder, The intertwinement of souls conversation briefly parted, The obsessive compulsion that…

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Derisive

Brushed hand on a place called home, It’s prickling knives perforate over, Searing acid coursing through, Sweet words whisper into the secret garden,…

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Seeing through others eyes

  Can you see yourself through others eyes?, The bleak, morose and divine, Invites us to step in, Their sweet honey, adulterated sin,…

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Big Brother

Peering into the minutiae, spiders,crawlers speculate, Pre-empts our next spend, driving us to the very end.

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Come Home

Come home, let the yellow roses grow, come back, to the emotionally trapped, Speak again, of the sound of the rain, Call me…

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Amity

Feeling in a devoted, passionate yet lost place. Poetry reflects this. How we feel fulfilled by our passions and drive, yet left empty asking for more

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Admission

  Rolls adorn the life giving body, Scrumpled lines of longevity, Awaits nectarous press upon the lip, Gliding eyes across the hip, Forlorn…

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Dementia

This is a blunt, simplistic not very “wordy” poem about severe dementia. I have worked with people with severe dementia that have become…

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