Category: Poetry
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Someone Who Knew
You’ve either been there Or knew I’ve been here Though you’ve seen from a distance Somehow you’ve discerned a cadence How could you possibly know Those stormy waves that ebb and flow In spite of fear so rife Are just tides of daily life I never whispered aloud My dread of a falling cloud Yet…
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The Silence
Part 1 I waited for your word, And no sound came, I waited all in vain, Silence is a shadow. I opened my mouth, And tried to speak, But all my words died, Silenced by the shadow. So I lived mute, Too afraid to speak, My heart withered Silenced by the shadow. Part 2 My…
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The Unravelled Heart
Not so long ago, I had a silent heart, Still, closed in on itself, set apart, Surrounded, shielded, safe in a seal. Latticed inside with wires of steel. And to reach that ravelled heart, To try and pick those strands apart, Was an impossible, lonely and futile task And my heart’s response : build another…
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On Wisdom
There was a time, I considered myself wise. But the world made me foolish, so I had to learn. And now I realise through life’s travels, That wisdom is rare and precious indeed.
Andrew James Whalan 