So here goes......

I used to write tonnes, but this time last year I had a bit of a hard time and I completely lost all incentive to get pen to paper. I'm now getting back to normal, and have started writing again. Some of my poems are dark, I've been told that they are heavy on imagery. Most of them are about coping with depression/relationships, some of them are comedy. Mostly it's just my life....in words.

oh legalities-don't copy paste and share these because some of them are printed and or pending copyright ok?

Hands

From birth she has been there

Clutching me to her bosom

Her immortal love too much to comprehend

She is the bearer of my grief

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Tears have fallen

Of joy, loneliness, compassion

Unyielding icon of my dreams and fears,

Calling me with her logical wisdom

Hands caressing and loving

Increasing the white sheet of my short life

Cleansing my stains

Healing my wounds

Stitching the deep cuts of life's burden

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Lovingly she rejoices

what she has produced flowers

she watches with pride,

Hands in lap, she smiles, knowingly

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Aliens

From Rhiannon and Matholwch

to this

Troubled fairy tales of a branded age.

Mabinogion and tradition disappear in

a seemingly modern time

"How quaint your accent sounds"

Thanks, my forefathers were slain unmercifully

for this quaint accent

"Gosh how very appropriate"

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Harsh to strangers unaccustomed ears

Crammed with consonants

Unregistered language-be gone with your traditions

Your jumping over broomsticks and dancing in clogs

Go, disappear into the mists of time

Like your Bendigeidfran like Your Matholwch

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An Alien nation

A patch of putrid earth

The maggots have set in the foundations

Whilst untouched poppies waver in the breeze

Another undiscovered civilisation

Cultured to perfection

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Exposed

Naked here

The clothes that God gave me

Here for everyone to stare

I am do different

Faltering and wavering

Enraptured in the harsh

reality that I have been placed here

Alone

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Knowing that I am the same

Yet different

Questioning-

why was I made

Like this?

Yearning for normality

Accepting nothing

Knowing all.

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Fingers are pointing

I am as you willed me

Yet strange to others

Enchained for too long

by the hands that cherished

my being

The same

yet different

Some still love me

Even when exposed

Ok these are some of the oldies. A work in progress. I'll post some of the newer ones now. I have over 2000 pieces so I apologise in advance if there's a lot of scrolling involved.

oh I found a funny one I'll dedicate this one to Aimee because I love you and your twitter stalking!!

Love is

If this is love I'll scream and shout

This last kiss put the fires out

Your grumpy face and smelly socks

Mount Etna babe has lost her rocks.

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If this is love I'll bawll and cry

I'll stick a needle in my eye

Your constant farts and drinking beer

These habits boy are very queer.

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If this is love I'll wail and moan

I'd rather be just left alone

You pick your toes and eat the dirt

And expect me then to woo and flirt

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If this is love I'll eat my hat

As you parade your rippling fat

And I'll just put my pj's on

for keeping warm is much more fun

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If this is love, it's not for me

I'd rather watch f1 grand prix

Or watch the footy on tv

If this is love I'm running free

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Ok after reading that you can tell I haven't met the right person pmsl.