Best Terence Poems

I go to bed with troubled sighs,
And hopes of a new tomorrow
That brings your lips, your smile your eyes
And a day with no more sorrow.

The...

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I go to bed with troubled sighs,
And hopes of a new tomorrow
That brings your lips, your smile your eyes
And a day with no more sorrow.

The...

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My place

There also is my place, where I explore my understanding
Of words that are said and thoughts revealed, interpretations made;
Intimacy shared and dissected, speculations proffered...

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The Ever Shifting Pattern of Life by
Terence David Cooper. June is wife's
name and they are Basildon,  Essex, 
England.

As children we learn lessons clear
Broadly defined...

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-
Terence a Griffiths of Tyrone or Leitrim!
Did he know but later of 1820 he would be there born
A Flax Grower a renter from landlords of...

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Bullets and Bars

There goes another one
Shot or put behind bars
Put behind bars with battle scars 
Scars from protests
Ones from which whites try to contest
These white...

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If there is such a thing as reincarnation
you're born again after your death,
dear Lord can I make my requirements now
in advance of taking my last...

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We commemorate the death of our love ones
We don't celebrate the death of our love ones
Today is not a great day
Today is a very sad...

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I left the pub one night in a bit of a tizzy
and saw some kind of being like a tin lizzie.
This turned out to be...

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I was attracted by your beauty, but I fell in love with your aura
On a lust-filled journey, I stumbled over some thing that means a...

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Damn she pretty
Pretty don't pay no bills
Don't cure no ills
Pretty is nothing but thrills
Frills
Pretty is no surety 
When you need a loan
Pretty won't keep you...

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It was just past midnight. Another sleepless might. Wide awake, sifting through the memories, I felt an aching deep in my heart and soul. As...

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As I write
I think deeply as I write, even though some of the my characters may be shallow
I write with love, even though the personnages...

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Keep the Lid On
There is no reason to throw away years of progress for a momentary,
    fit of anger,
   ...

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When love becomes heavy
When the weight of commitment is too much to bear
When the wait for  a time when things are easier
Seems too distant
When...

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