Poems written and hopefully sent, Never get a reply. Invitations for romantic events Are almost always denied. When invitations are not denied They are oft put off… Deferred. “I’m not ready,” is what I hear. “Too soon,” are oft your words. With patience, I wait and wonder why My advances are not accepted, Is there something about my approach? Or am I being tested? Are you repulsed and find me offensive When lying in...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.A pathetic little flowerIn a terracotta pot,My leaves are limp and mouldyAnd the weather's not too hot,For the sun has gone and veers awayFrom where I sit alone;There's no warmth for me, a dying shade,Where winter winds fierce moan.I thought the sun a kindly friend,A kiss upon my brow;A fount of growth and blessing deep,But he h...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Not the sun in fierce, beating beauty;Not the cloud with shining essence,Laced from within with theSouls of the stars;Not the deep heavens of azure and indigo,Nor the silver jewels of the raining skies,Nor the bend of prismed angel wings over the mother's curve.I am the shadow of the cloud,Rushing, sliding phantom of darknessOn...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Tired old mud-splatteredWell-worn boot.Nobody's Number One,They don't give a hoot.Dull ugly colours, somewhat ragged,Got some holes.Dirt-stiff ancient lacesHolding on to worn-down soles.Glitter-pretty princess shoe,Shining golden heel;This is party girl's first choice,Like royalty, she'll feel.Shining sequins scatteredUpon a gol...
Swirl, swirl, swirl, Go my thoughts. Go away, I don't want you! They don't subside, Never let up. Give me peace! I beg of thee, peace! Never, will it happen, So I must put up with it. Swirl, swirl, swirl, Go my thoughts. Maybe one day they'll shut up! Maybe one day, My brain will be peaceful.
