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The Top 5 Poems of
the Month
February
2006
Stolen by Time
No longer do you know my name,
To you I am not here.
The memories of yester year
Are gone, replaced by fear.
You were my rock when I was small,
A giant amongst men.
You were a father figure who
Was Grandad now and then.
But age then seized your love of life.
A thief with no relent.
And in an instant we were gone
With no plea for consent.
We are simply strangers now,
Just names that you once knew.
It’s Christmas soon and we shall see
A shell that once was you.
You sit and stare as all around
The strangers come and go.
Confusion, fear and uncertainty
Emotions freely flow.
But wait one mo, a flashback shines
From deep within your soul
And for one fleeting moment
I see the man, time stole.
Karen Smith
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Here
are the other four winning poems for
this month.
Resolutions
You can't make a new start
If you don't know where to go.
You can't make a new start
If you let your feelings show.
You can't make a new start
Unless you stick to what you feel.
You can't make a new start
If you don't know what is real.
You can't make a new start
If you keep your fears inside.
You can't make a new start
If you can't regain your pride.
You can't make a new start
Until you let go of the past.
You can't make a new start
Or hope to make it last.
You can't make a new start
If wrongs get in your way.
You can't make a new start
If you fear each waking day.
You can't make a new start
If you've lost your very soul.
You can't make a new start
Until you fill that hole.
John Henry Foley
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Angel Rain
A flight from something desolate
a hole in cupids plan
the hopelessness of chances lost
as she watches the grieving man.
Desperate to return to him
comfort the crumpled shape
that lays alone before her
broken, torn, consumed with hate.
Pale hands reach through the airless space
the past she can't undo
just help to heal that battered heart
tears fall, she mourns too.
This angel rain, unfelt, unseen
melting cruel fates wicked course
his lifes love out of grasp and gaze
yet never lost from thought.
Reminiscent memories
flow back and forth in waves
these broken hearts, forever linked
just parted by her grave.
Lesley Davies
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My Heart is the Sea
Adrift again, my heart is the sea,
I wait in vain but the doldrums are me.
Loneliness is the ache that haunts me once more,
Casting me loose from the sands of your shore.
I have chasms so deep that remain unexplored,
And shallows so clear it shows that I’m flawed.
The arterial rivers of memories flow in my vein,
Reminding me of you in salt laden pain.
There are stories of how time will heal a heart,
And the bandages of lament will fall apart.
I do not know if these fisherman’s tales are true,
But slowly I drift further and further away from you.
One day I may find I reach the sun that is setting,
And at that time I will begin to start forgetting.
The heat may evaporate this pain from my heart,
And falling upon new shores I may begin a new start.
Mark Roope
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I Listen to the Rain
I listen to the rain as it spreads across the night
Kissing the rooftops of the houses
Playing a tinkling tune, as if each raindrop is a piano key
A soulful melody, to which the shadows dance in the streets
I rise from my bed, then wander to the window
Through which I glance out across my little town
My senses, soothed, by the watery music of the sky
The harp-like chords, strummed, when the rain meets the ground
I allow my window to open, just a little
And the cool night air whispers in, caressing my skin
As I look into the heart of the indigo expanse
That stretches like a blanket high over this little town
A blanket, adorned with stars, like distant sequins, shimmering
The raindrops are illuminated by their silver frailty as they descend
And I smile sadly to myself as my gaze lingers wondrously til dawn
wishing this night had remained for eternity
Stuart Higginson
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