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The night was beautiful No bright moon A peaceful darkness Head pounding like thunder The storm grew She would suffer alone No one to hold her Till the storm passes Fighting a rage within Never to tell her secret She knew and was ashamed She was alone and scared Alone till morning light

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Even though the youth who did the damage admitted to his crime, the situation was that supporters of the youth charged sought justice and obtained legal advice. The police hounded the youth night and day after that. The same young man but wiser now He’s found his place for sure Police hound him day and night In case he does some more Damage like he did not do Or perhaps a little worse We must protect society Against this...

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Lonesome Cafe

Without you, I'm so alone.

The morning is cold. My heart left empty, yet still full of love, so full of love for you. I sit here now alone, with my heart in pain, yet so full of love for you. My fingers tremble and wrap the only thing I feel, this cold cup of coffee, and a heart full of pain. Like the love we had, once so warm and steamy, It too has now grown cold. The only thing left for me is my lonely heart, this cold cup of coffee, and my memor...

The Voice of My Hair

Life's Coping Mechanisms

The other day I stared into the mirror looking at my receding hairline and feeling I could have done with some better genes and some better hair maybe? But then I stopped and shut my eyes... One thought led to the other and took me down a rabbit hole of time, back many years, to that barber on my street who used to give me a cut for Rs.11/-. The barber's shop wasn't very big and had room for a tiny bench behind the cuttin...

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Don't Forget Your Pin

Attempted mugging at a cashpoint.

To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. Rachel didn’t mingle much that night, she was unusually quiet!Only a few hours before, she’d been traumatised, whilst trying to withdraw cash from a cashpoint machine?A man in a mask crept up behind her and demanded money out of her account. In the panic her mind went blank, she forgot her pin!Luckily, she remembered it...

Shattered

To many times

I am shattered I have been before Way to many times Holding women And broken men Sadness filled eyes Sobbing widows Another flag Draped across Lined up caskets When will it end Their homecoming A white cross upon a field I am shattered Been here before To many times A crisp salute As pipes play As I scream Show me where The glory thrives Been here before To many times I am shattered

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The young man

Many years ago a young man was charged over a crime he did not commit. (3 in the series)

Some years ago where I lived a young man was charged with causing damage. The background is that everybody present at the time said that he was not the culprit. Because all the other youths left the scene, he was arrested. He was then told that if he didn't give up who did it he would be held responsible. The policeman yelled, “You’ve had it son.” The young man stood his ground He had no cause to turn and run He’d simply...

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The Arctic sky explodes in a fever of phosphorescent bursts which launch radiant streams of green light whirling against the black canvas of space. Electric clouds dance across the horizon reaching for distant snowcapped peaks bathed in an emerald glow. Traces of violet haze flash in momentary spurts, then quickly vanish into the void, as curtains of shimmering red plasma illuminate the faces of the Earth with the mystic...

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The Chair

Today, it was my turn in ‘the chair.’

I remember there were two of them, a man and a woman. They both wore masks? First, they sat me in the chair, then shone a bright light in my face. The man shuffled behind me and began to question my plans for the weekend? I couldn't reply because the woman was busy stuffing something into my mouth. It was horrible! I closed my eyes, I just wanted it to be over. Next thing I remember, someone handed me a glass of water! “R...

Sometimes before the red tide My body is no longer mine When I stare down At those two fat burlap sacks 

Curves like melted candle wax Dried on the floor, a shapeless mass

 I wonder if I’m just paying rent
 Not recognizing my naked form

 Now a tarp stretched tight Filled with air

 Bloated and burning
 Almost bursting Breasts that don’t feel like breasts
 A belly that bubbles grotesque A swathe of distended skin
 Swoll...

As I sit here thinking I hear the rain fall down So gently on the rooftop There’s music in that sound I think of all the people That I’ve known throughout the years I hear their voices calling As I try to hold back tears I think of little Jessie With her brightly coloured bike And the struggle that her parents had To teach the little mite They had no chance to teach her Through the private schools those days Because of Je...

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I wish I could tell you The things I hide inside Lay out my broken parts For your eyes to see. I wish I was brave enough To tell you of the pain I feel The agony of being forgotten Too many times to count. I want to tell you everything About who I am and why. I wish you would hold me close Should tears begin to fall. For I need you to see those things And love me just the same.

Journey of the Heart Through the Loom of Life

A poem of love for Emma - my wife and companion through the years...

It began at sunrise On that Cretan Isle Playful seductive glances From the very first moment By sunset I was caught forever In the weave of your silken net My wild, gorgeous temptress Captured by mischievous eyes Deep sumptuous pools That reeled me in and Fiendishly stole my heart Snared, I never had a chance You chose me, and I was yours My crazy, delightful girl That was just the start Of our dizzy, tempestuous journey...

Drifting

The start of a new beginning

Once more we drift along the trails of time, Again we skip and hold our hands so tight, With confidence I smile, you are my treat, Remembrance is forthrightly gathered close. There is no sadness, never will we hurt While holding all our joys within our hearts. You realize, of course, how weird we are But we will never trade away our love. Lean in and take my passion to your lips, The taste will stay with you until our daw...

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Table for Two

Whole new dining experience

We sat at our favourite table by the window. I’m not the jealous type, but I know what I saw last night! There you were, with a smug grin on your face. Shamelessly, licking your lips like a brazen hussy. The same lips that I thought were reserved for me? You tried to act nonchalant as the waiter cleared the table, you knew exactly what you were doing! You always get your own way! Without shame, you gazed into my eyes from...