Put on a robe your nudity Don’t need to be seen around the g… Just because I sparkle & glow, Don’t make me a skanky hoe. Morals awaken, sin is forsaken.
You’re not gone. Just scattered. I saw your shoulder slump in a pharmacy queue on someone
why did you leave me when i was still young I never enjoyed your love What did i do to loose all i had
They follow They whisper I get shivering spells in the the… I block it out to live my life Slowly I feel the darkness in me
February .17. 1997 Trisha M Barrek Hopkins No one else but you Fill my heart with laughter No one else will do
As you lie, awake in bed, are your… Or do you block, the memory out, p… Enter, into madness, as emotion, p… While the pain, radiates, from som… I think back, to a day, when a smi…
This heart of mine shiver Because the love I had for you tu… In my eyes, you were the only man But you crushed my heart and didn’… You have played with my emotions
Think not of me as facing death, Tattered, labouring for breath ; Rather think of one who strays Dreaming dreams by perfumed ways. Soon I may die, ah! true, ’tis tr…
One Day I Shall Go Into Each H… I watch the swallows skim the sile… And hear the welcome calls on wing… My soul hears all and I in silenc… Towards the flute that sounds my d…
creeping in the corridor a wooden beam shouts as it wakes from its silent slumber by quick feet the hallow walls heat at the touch from the lives they protect inside each closed room ...
When snow is here, and the trees l… And the knuckled twigs are gloved… When the breath congeals in the dr… And the old pathway to the barn is… When the rooster’s crow is sad to…
I could trust you but you won’t let me It’s easier to not care than it is to care The load has just
Never had inland garden seemed So still, so drugged with dew; Never had green trees sung so swee… Beneath the empty blue. “As when he came, so gay, so sad,
I’m a broken toy Left in the sandbox when others ha… And I was no longer considered 'f… Yet you lifted me up And saw beauty within
Since you remember Nimmo, and arr… At such a false and florid and far… Confusion of odd nonsense, I conn… No longer, though I may have led… So much is told and heard and told…
Sweet, brown, covered in fine skin Someone so rare, never before seen… Never thought I’d ever be so keen… To know how to love a human being For her I’d write a thousand poem…
By Stanley Collymore Good for you Harry! Had I been you I certainly wouldn’t have bothered coming, with all this white and their sick Useful…
Look, how those steep woods on the… Burn, burn against the sunset; now… Invades our very noon: the year’s… Mornings are dark, and evenings co… The vines below have lost their pu…
GIVE me more love or more disdai… The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain, The temperate affords me none: Either extreme of love or hate,
I’m sitting in my car My iPod is on shuffle Every song I’ve ever loved has no… And every song somehow has reminde… A small piece or a bad memory
Not the end: but there’s nothing m… Sweet Summer and Winter rude I have loved, and friendship and l… The crowd and solitude: But I know them: I weary not;
her body cries out, every drop of sweat... tears of her energy, turning you on... making you wet breathtaking harmonics,
The cool ocean-scented breeze blew… Leaves on trees whispered a sibila… In the clear starry sky, a sense h… Dog days gone as we welcome autumn… Summer’s stifling heat just a memo…
Numbed in this climate I melted you away You dripped from my veins Like so many other Yet I dream these minutes
Now that I am ta’en away And may not see another day What is it to my eye appears? What sound rings in my stricken ea… Not even the voice of any friend
Roses are red, violets are blue,…
My name is Sebastian; I’m a hedge… I’m friendly and cute, and I have… A living ball of needles whose fri… But it could be much worse because… It was an ordinary day as I shuff…
A FRAGMENT Farewell the softer hours, Spring… And Summer’s deeper glow, the she… Tuned to the murmurs of a weeping… And song of birds, and gay enamele…
The City Flowers I stood upon a tower of the world And watched the movements of a pac… The stream of lights on endless av… Awake before the rising of the daw…
December-11-2002 Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins I a rise from dreams of the one i… The night of the first sleep I rest within the sheets bare