Short poems

Oath of man.

Oath of man.

15/02/18

Don’t bother with the oaths of men for matters of the heart.

Paper doesn’t charge, grow or alter for a start.

A promise meant is a promise kept and a forest grown is an ocean wept.

A mothers love.

A fathers oath.

They have them both.

They have them both.

© G.P Williamson 2018

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Home – Where the heart is.

Home – Where the heart is.

10/02/18

I’m home – Where the heart is.

Where the start begins and the buried rests.

Where time stops and stress is caressed.

Where the unplanned becomes extraordinary.

Where if you’re back late we extra worry.

Where the colours paint their own story in scarred knees and fallen leaves, autumn days and broken dreams.

Tear filled chalice. Captured presence. No such malice.

Treasure our difference.

© G.P Williamson 2018

 

 

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There will always be an Autumn.

There will always be an Autumn.

07/12/17

There will always be an Autumn, come winter, rain or shine.

They’ll always be an Autumn where the seasons cling to your eyes.

I watched you reading Austin, I watched you with Shakespeare.

I watched you read by candlelight, the night was oh so clear.

There will always be an Autumn, come winter, rain or shine because the first came second in the verses on the line.

There will always be an Autumn with the passing of my time.

© G.P Williamson 2017

 

 

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Powerful

Powerful

04/12/17

Of all the powers you hold over man you’d think by now you’d stop make believing that I could save you.

The priest would tell you only faith could do that and you’d love him for it.

However I, I may be the worst but not by choice.

I may be the culprit but it’s by your voice.

When you have no control, what to do?

Make believe I could save you.

© G.P Williamson 2017

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I don’t do weak.

I don’t do weak

01/11/17

“I don’t do weak” she said with a fake smile.

Happily closed with outright denial.

It would last a while.

Each brick would fall if not carefully removed.

Tentatively touched and replaced a new but twice as much.

“I don’t do weak” she said with a fake smile.

– Yeah, it had been a while.

 

© G.P Williamson 2017

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