Short poems

As a child (@BymePoetry)

As a child (@BymePoetry)

I originally posted this as a reply to a post on Instagram @ByMePoetry

14/04/18

As a child I lied, cried and died a thousand times.

I rhymed lines for fictional crimes to keep my head designed to stay fine.

I’m thirty six.

I lied over eighteen thousand times.

The world still isn’t mine.

But I found a place, a methodology, a kind of gold heart pump, a reflexology.

As a child I lied, cried and died a thousand times.

© G.P Williamson 2018

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Short poems

Bubblegum Fairy’s

Bubblegum Fairy’s

07/04/18

Bubblegum Fairy’s

Walks in the sand.

Breeze through our hair.

Hand in hand.

Candyfloss connections.

Volleyball reflections.

Dancing with drinks,

with apricot deceptions.

© G.P Williamson 2018

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At night.

At Night.

17/08/13

Lightening climbs.

Igniting flames.

The lovers looks.

The dancing game.

Smooth and suave.

Swift in motion.

Allowed to drive.

The air a cushion.

Flying together.

Eyes alight.

Becoming one.

Alive at night.

Passion killer.

Brought the crunch.

Broken down.

A different bunch.

Group of guys.

A solid team.

Divided up.

A broken dream.

Tattered edges.

Torn inside.

No other choice but stand and fight.

© G.P Williamson 2017

 

 

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