Best Agoraphobia Poems

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KJV   John 8:32  "And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."
Agoraphobia

I mistook my...

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My Agoraphobia.
In 1983 you came back  into my life.
Bringing me nothing, but trouble and strife.
You kept me a prisoner in my own home.
When all...

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A true poem of my own Mothers battle with Dementia.  You were the best Mother.

Twenty Five years ago this week you died. It was...

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‘0 LITTLE WHITE TABLET’

O little white tablet, how I hate you,
I was only 21 years old, when introduced to you.
You looked so innocent, so white,...

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I looked at the clock, My life was slowly ebbing away.
I didn’t think I would reach 40, What a high price to pay.
I was coming...

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‘MY BROKEN HEART’
Poem to Richard Madeley and Judy Finnegan

Here is my heart, broken in two.
Because I lost my chance to appear with you. 
The greatest...

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“Sir Cliff Richard ”

I do wish I could meet you, properly I mean,
To actually speak to you, would be a dream.
I’ve been to see you...

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When you have spent most of your life,
Suffering from panic attacks, Agoraphobia, and strife,
The last thing you need to happen to you,
Is for your glasses...

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Skegness
Today we walked together, hand in hand,
for miles and miles, we strolled in the sand.
We had the beach all to ourselves, not a soul to...

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Sophie's sweat 
landscapes
the claret red horizon
thick serum
trickles 
from a Sickroom -
a death ward

where cracked knuckles
spatter the fjords 
moistening the planks;
bathing the laths of anxiety
‘neath 
marquis...

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Chilled to the bone, this winter sucked
More than this guy could bear
Canadian eh! Should be used to this stuff
Patience? Got none left to spare

Never, if...

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Phobias
	A Bluto is not that Disney dog
	It was when a mewling 
	that I would scream 
	Should they wet my body
	And then apply cream
	
	Ablutophobia – fear...

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She read one of her poems on TV. 
For all the world to hear and see.
She also spoke softly of all her pain,
To show all...

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Goose Fair
I really do love Goose Fair
It’s such a great feeling just to be there
Carousels going round and round
With your feet not even touching the...

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Thank you 

Thank you for another year,
I know I wont be able to write this, without shedding a tear,
I would like to thank you from...

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