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Poem 86

Posted on January 18, 2014 by Michael

I watch you open your eyes You smile Move closer. Your arm encircles me, A kiss so tender To melt my heart. Your fingers stroke my hair. There is no reason for words We speak an unspoken language Of lovers, … Continue reading →

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Poem 85 – A Memorable Day

Posted on January 16, 2014 by Michael

I spent today with you my son It was a magic day. I found myself loving being in your company. We just spent time together Hanging out. Looking a galleries Sharing meals, some fun stories, You listened to my tales … Continue reading →

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Poem 84

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Michael

When you look in a mirror What do you see? Is it someone you know? Someone you like? Do you cringe at this sight? Do you wonder who is this person? Most days I know I do. I am an … Continue reading →

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Sunday Photo Fiction – Refugee

Posted on January 13, 2014 by Michael

The journey was long and often without hope. We had little choice but to abandon our home and flee from a country that no longer was safe. With my wife and two children we had made it to the refugee … Continue reading →

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Prompt 38 Tender Love

Posted on January 12, 2014 by Michael

It was the moment on the bus that I remember most. I’d seen you so many times, hurrying to get to the bus stop, your hand out to signal the driver, that look in your eyes, of ‘Oh this is … Continue reading →

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Poem 82

Posted on January 10, 2014 by Michael

Before you on my bended knees I await your command. But there is none, You take me into your arms Comfort me, your warmth, Shelters me from winter storms.   I shed real tears My heart bleeds You enfold me … Continue reading →

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Poem 81

Posted on January 9, 2014 by Michael

Come to me? I call. My cries you ignore. My bed, a wasteland. I wonder where you are, To which port, into whose arms? I loved the thrill The expectation Your words soothed me, My anxieties you calmed, My fears … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Why?

Posted on January 8, 2014 by Michael

I stand on the spot, near where you disappeared. I have never come to terms with why you did what you did. Was the pain so great that there was no other alternative? What about me? Did you consider me, … Continue reading →

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Poem 80

Posted on January 8, 2014 by Michael

Early morning, Silence, Save for the bird’s chorus And your soft breathing beside me. My refection time The coming day, the day before. I smile recalling last night Your call ‘Come to Bed.’ I enter our darkened room Music playing, … Continue reading →

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D’verse – 127

Posted on January 7, 2014 by Michael

You must have felt naked Standing there Having exposed your soul to me.   What was left that you might hide? Every sinew of you was broken Only your shell was recognisable.   No amount of reaching out No amount … Continue reading →

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