Long Apologise Poems

She stood with her back turned to me
Leaning slightly towards where the light tapered off into darkness
Her faced buried deep inside her cupped hands 
Her own shadow towered over her seemingly at odds with her...

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He didn’t really meet Sally as such, more she met him. He was walking down the High street when she tapped him on the shoulder. I’m in a real hurry, but your brother Tom says...

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for Ronald Hindmarsh-Midwood 
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Who wrote the book of love
Why do fools fall in love
You Can't Hurry Love
You can if you're making it
Does Blondie's Sunday 
I Don't Know What Love Is
Ask someone who knows
Love Me Like A Hurrcane
And bow...

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From learning the abc’s, to count from 1 to 3 your favorite uncle singing the twelve days of Christmas, the particular line a partridge in a pear tree. Innocent thoughts, learning how to walk, things...

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You taught me to be strong;
You taught me to be brave.
You taught me to persevere,
Not give up easily and cave.

You taught me to be honest;
You taught me to be humble.
You taught me that my failures
Aren't...

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Her scars told a story of a time
When life tried to break her but failed 
And she was filled for a while
with tearful wails
Maybe she was disappointed for
She expected him to love the way she...

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Stuck in between races

I stand melanin enough because all my fellow people think they grew up with the struggles they heard from you. 
I stand here because your daughter was accused of being racist.
See you...

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I’m sorry to you from the bottom of my heart,
I never wanted to be the reason why you were torn apart,
It wasn't my choice for him to depart,
Although I take the blame, sweetheart.

Firstly I’d like...

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A poet's work [like journalists] is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, to start arguments, to shape the world and stop it from going to sleep. - Salman Rushdie

Don’t think...

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"That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery
 Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts with no restraint (not much...

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Have you ever been forgetful
When you're busy with a lot on your mind
As I do from time to time
Or just like me a scatterbrain

Like talking on the phone too long
And it ends up being a...

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I'm going to write until my hand hurts
Sometimes I just like to rhyme an unplanned verse
I refuse to allow anyone to define this man's worth
Is it better to be able to withstand hurt? 
Or understand...

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I've been made to feel things I didn't want to feel 
I was numb for so long I forgot that my wounds were real
I tried to escape but depression chased me
I just need someone to...

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Did you go to school and study law?
Why do you feel the need to comment on my every flaw?                ...

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The world doesn't care unless you're pretty or dead
If you're not a Kardashian they won't care about what you said
I'm unsure if I'm here to stay or if I'm just visiting 
But I'll force your...

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Dearest son,
                      This was the time I held your hand
    ...

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AN ANGEL MY ANGLE

How mysteriously and perfectly awesome it would be,
If I found what I wanted, but had to climb the highest tree
Like Jack and the Bean stalk, right into the heavenly clouds
And far beyond,...

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Don't worry about her they said
Her bark is worse than her bite
But what they didn't know
Is that she used her claws to fight

Suddenly she changed before their eyes
The abusers stopped and stared
She had finally had...

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I was going to take it easy, but I’m going to write harder than ever before
I’m all about love and peace, but the world thinks we’re better with war
I’m going by my own expectations because...

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The elephant was walking through the jungle one day
Swinging his trunk, this and that way.
He dragged it along not caring where still
And then he dragged it through, a very large Ant hill.

His trunk started to...

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You know if the truth be really heard
Baby I did not mean to get you upset                   ...

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The Eternal Fires of Damnation

Should you believe in heaven
Must you then believe in hell
For those who do not believe

The eternal fires of damnation

For all the innocents must believe
In what we the “churches” tell them
And to...

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The long road to nowhere.


My thoughts are like a box of frogs;
The top comes off and they are all gone.
I have no control over all of that which I have lost.
In separate directions my life...

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He's happy in his chair
The window over there
Let's him see the blue of sky
Let's him see the green of field
The quiet in his mind 
Let's him hear the birdsong live

He's happy in his chair
He doesn't...

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