The song of the Plovers:

A song for this poem: Youth by Daughter from the film A Long Way Down   Everything was tender now, everything, The song of the night time Plovers, Kicked things up an extra notch, She noted the heightened sense of awareness, “Ah, I’m almost dead now,” she reassures herself, She’s so sure of it, She more

The Long & Winding Road

It’s so important not, To look a gift horse in the mouth, So when she said, She could help her, She was quite delighted, “I will integrate all of your splits,” My oh my! But she pushes down her hope, She swallows it, Because Black Swans only think, They are Black Swans, And Ugly Ducklings more

Friends for life:

There will come a day, When all of those people who were there for you, Have gone – fallen by the wayside, And that’s when you have to make do with you And just hope like hell that you’re someone who you can tolerate, Because it’s a long, insufferable life if you don’t like the more

A Fight To The Death:

In my sleep, I am an Angel fighting the Demonic forces, I use reason, wisdom, love and patience, From behind my shield; Never wishing to do bodily harm.   The sinister laugh reverberates, Through my entire being, But I do not wither away for I am full of light; All encompassing and saturating.   “Be more

The child in you needs love too:

Little babies grown into big people,

She didn’t know it would feel like this;

She was always on the lookout,

For someone who might need her,

But then she realised;

Maybe at this stage of life,

It was time for her to rescue herself,

She strokes herself tenderly …

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Not Getting Any Younger:

This alone time; It never lasted long, Tick, tick, tick, Says the clock That’s right! Time to inflict herself, On another unsuspecting: You don’t run from, Four weddings & a marriage, Without there being, Some kind of atonement, The past was catching up with her, Karma doesn’t stay buried in the ground, She tells herself more

The Test:

She knows it’s a test!

He’s lying there,

In the next room,

And somehow she must resist:

Throaty nothings whispered,

Into her ear,

And that pelvic thrust…

But no, no!

She must resist,

Drowning in her desires,

But this time she would pass the test.

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A new technique…

… that’s going to change her life, From now on she won’t be able to remember, The evil men, the nightmares, the monsters, The Therapist promises; From now on a new life full of hope & wonder.   She wakes up the next day, Who is she? The memories have gone, But so has she! more