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Joanne Stevens Poem
Making up dance routines to the top twenty,
every Sunday evening with laughs a plenty
dragging mum up to dance,with her all a fluster
trying to show her our steps to songs like "Blockbuster"
and us all singing "I cant let Maggie go"forgetting most of the
words,
volume high on the radio
pulling faces,silly voices laughing and joking
and do you remember Players no 10 that mum was always
smoking?
the fighting ceased between us all,just for a little while
our groovy clothes that we once wore,now thats what I call style!
cream soda,sweets on a Friday night,watching tales of the unexpected,giving us
all a fright
breakaway biscuits,beans on toast,chicken and rice,mums Sunday roasts!
skating down Tudor ave from the very top,jacks cartwheels and hopscotch
some of the games we use to play,having our lovely grandad coming to stay
those were the days that still make me smile,the feeling of togetherness,being a
real family for a while,
looking out of mums bedroom window,on a firework night,marvelling at the
colours,how they shone so bright
memories of mine that I hope you remember too
because my two beautiful sisters,I truly do love you..
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Spirit soared towards the light
and met with those who had gone before,warm and a recognizable feeling that
was
home,
and free at last in every sense,the heaviness shed like
tears
to shine brightly as a beacon,but for those left behind,darkness ensues and
engulfs with memories tarred,heads held low,hung with sorrow..
but know that your love has not gone but is still around,be still and sense,for your
love is close,
be aware in your time of pain,your love is near,and will be until your time to meet
again..back home.
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Fruit fruit
fruit,
the colours are so bright
eat it in the morning,eat it in the
night
green,orange yellow and
red
I like to take an apple to
bed
juicy, dry and sweet
too
eat to much and you need the
loo!
makes you healthy keeps you
strong
and some bananas are extra long!
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Shoes shoes shoes,
some shoes are tight some shoes are loose
some shoes have height,some shoes you
lose
some may slip,because they haven't got grip
trainers,boots and high heels too
some are red,brown or
blue
all you can buy,some you may sell
some feel like heaven,some feel like
hell
comfortable,you can never ever tell
until you put your foot in one,you cant tell if you can run
shoes shoes they can be fun
but you need two not just one!!
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Mother Earth vibrates with pain,her weary heart heavy,
lashings of putrid poisons
rain,
the seasons will never be the same,
oil extracted for mans greedy gain
polluted skies polluted seas,
what are we leaving as our legacy?
Animals,birds and plants all suffocating,
because of the poisons ,that man is
generating
trees are falling,Mother Earth is calling but on deaf
ears,
these are mine and others fears
So rise up and stop this slaughter,
from her sons and daughters.
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Alone with my thoughts,running frantically through my
head,
Lessons to learn rivers of tears yet to be
shed
My soul feels dissected from my inner
core
Trying hard to find myself,searching desperately for something more
So I seek for answers that I know are locked
inside
My spirit tries to help me see but sadly I am blind
Blinded by material life,the pain the
agony
Instead of focusing on what Ive got and who makes me happy.
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