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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Give in

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The Wishing Well My dreams fell into that wishing well And with them gone, I am left alone. In this abyss, it's the happiness that I miss, So dark is this place - this claustrophobic space A chilling dilemma I'm cornered, I tremor so cold and tattered, my confidence shattered So this pain lingers, its icy fingers run up my s... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Narcissism

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narcissism "I'm not in that data stream", Here I sit and watch the rain. Blinkers abound, No common ground those inexplicable things, shivers there is fruit there, gold but I beat the same drum because I did that once before. GO back to your recitals, your parlours "I'm not home" More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression

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Into the Shadows I flee again to that safe place to the distance I fly where the world is still The still, still light of sun, warm, slow it beckons Where are the doors? opened on the Sabbath dark, blind uninhibited they receive My world is unfastened the shutters in the storm the clatter and the frenzy it disturbs, My world... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken & lost

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Decay The big city lights, the billboards and beauty the town square, the park benches So many faces - on the Hills in cities on rivers and canals in buildings On rain drenched bridges where footsteps dissolve, the passers by forgotten, the ghosts of tourists through the mist and taxi spray Leaves and dust Newspapers fly, ol... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drugs

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So dark the shadow from ecstasy blows, Neither hidden nor whispered, The shadow knows Exposed, unaided; that sour taste creeps No veil, no cover Alone she weeps. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: About friendship

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The train again Mist, rain The sound of the train. The gentle sway and clatter again My view through the glass Is the blur of the grass, the deadline, the crisis, whatever... ...water droplets slip, along the window, then drip off the speeding carriage, then splatter I stare through the window, Just letting time wander, wait... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My life

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my life is poetry a pantomime. repetition and rhyme. days are meter, moments in time they build and disperse like peals of thunder, lighting and moonlight are my beacons staccato or calm. Rain Pain, these are my lines. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sunsets

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Sunset Behold the city! The towering edifices proud, as the light comes, the colours of the day rolled into one condensed, reduced The buildings are alive, the shops, the houses, the markets, the squares Their details exquisite in orange lights The shadows draw long The production closes Applause The lights dim The colours f... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: In a rut

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If, for no other reason than passing the day, I gathered my thoughts and sat for a while wondering and wishing through cobwebs and memories what dreams may come, what visions what learning? If I could be, for just one day A rested soul, or perhaps far, far away!' but time slips past, like the rolling clouds moments merge, an... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a friend

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I miss you, my friend Hello my friend, that friendly face, always a smile in this crazy place Never a frown, or a bad word spoken, no regrets for paths never taken Farewell my friend, such a cheerful goodbye a positive cheer, that ready grin, a symbol of home, as I began again I'm sorry my friend, my guilt and distance I can... More..

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