Souter Poems - Poems about Souter

...Winter withers …… its way into the woods and waits….and wonders….and watches until…. No-one is looking. Suddenly, an ally boorishly introduces itself, an iced-sliced wind to quiver-shiver the......

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...The Lake..... lies… still, a glistening sheet of tin foil, shimmering in a cold-eyed wind. At night the lake still... lies… still; a coffin with lid screwed light-tight. On occasion, the......

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...The Shed ...was Granddad's before he died. And now its loneliness reached out to the boy from the shaded, shuffling shadows that shushed the sheltered garden. They pulled, they tugged at his gu......

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...I Tried to Unlearn ……. his name , his face, his memory but each morning they kept resurfacing; rubber ringed feelings that would not sink no matter how hard I pushed down. So I journeyed to p......

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...ENOUGH! I felt deaf from the ‘noise’ of information, constantly butting, buzzing against my mantra of: “The quieter you are… the more you… hear!” At present, my lifestyle felt media manipulated......

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...My Father’s Hand! My father left me when I was a baby and all that remained of him… was his hand! The hand that edged its way into the last photo he took of me! As I grew, I used to study tha......

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...She Wanted More! He shut the car door with a hush; she closed her side of the car with a statement. He slipped into his seat belt in a measured sense; she slapped-snapped her seat belt on.. in ......

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...The Lie I am an insect waiting to be squashed! I stare hard at the ground as if fascinated, enthralled by it while, above, eyes of cold-cobalt wait to gouge and burrow out any self-belie......

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...A Sensitive Man He was the finely spun, hushed type his character often folded up; inside pocket rather than on display. He felt different but followed the rules: school, college and then wor......

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...Further Along Further along you might know some of the answers, further along perhaps you will understand the why. We met on a corner of an afternoon where the sun had stopped to shine; y......

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...The Expert in Death She reluctantly closed the book, locking the painting back inside her mind, then a sudden frisson of emotion, another surreal-reveal moment, and her smile was flint; lips u......

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...The Leaves are Hushed Alone she stares through a skylight playing I spy with the sky, creating fantastical creatures out of skimming, brimming clouds. Suddenly a shadow swiftly smears a w......

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...Morning Turns the Page Night lies softly across the beach, as delicate as a black, silken scarf, while, underneath its dark veil, the sea is blue tissue paper with whitened finger tips wrapp......

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...Broken Shadows She has always had an energetic thirst for life but now incurious thoughts are strung across her mind and there they hang, a washing line of confusion until a nudge of stretching......

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...The Bitter Bite of Night! Night creeps in sotto voce melding with the mellowing village life. Night, a seemingly mischievous cat, slips along incognito in its prankish mood, teasing any light ......

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