Claire Hastie

I watch him as he sleeps
Pure innocence wrapped in sheets
A tiny hand curls around teddy
His breathing low and steady.
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I dedicate this to the one I most admired
His poetry and life were to be desired
His short life he predicted
Some say it was self-inflicted.
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Today’s recession gets under my skin,
But our greedy politicians are a sure clear win,
Pure greed and selfishness through and through,
But to top it all of, we’re now plagued with swine flu!
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The sun burns his skin as he walks alone
Crosses the road to his empty home
The years of age scarred on his face
The family he had... left in disgrace.
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Across the rollin’ greens afar,
The soldiers' fought fae land an’ Queen,
No tellin’ where the blood shots are,
But wee James is naewhere tae be seen.
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Drat, there goes the postman again
I keep missing him every morning
My sweetheart promised to write by pen
Now I stand here at the door yawning.
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I feel her short breathes within me
The sweet taste of life before
The darkness has gone, so let it be
There is only light in the deepest core.
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The first moment I saw your face
I fell in love with all my heart
My precious boy I could never replace
My love for you will never part.
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They crawl from every corner
They hide behind the door
Waiting, watching for the small child to wander
Evil lurks from beneath the floor
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The beautiful land of life and soul
Green hills roll as far as shores
Here my heart will always lie
To the true love of my Scottish life.
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As I walk the windy path
My head feels dizzy, it makes me laugh
Colourful flowers line the way
A new beginning will start today.
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Woke up this morning with a new sense
Dreams before had been so tense
I had witnessed the re-birth of my lost soul
It had wandered around with nowhere to go.
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Rising clouds show no blue sky
Wash my thoughts over 2 u
Differences made 2 not question why
Life is purer when there is 2
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Today I feel the desire to run
Yesterday I was still having fun
The child on the corner won't stop crying
Probably cos' his mother's still dying.
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Autumn leaves fall softly to the ground
The wind and rain strong against the crowd
Faces wet from the storm and grief
A brother steps forward to lay down a wreath
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As I sit here and wonder
Everything about me gets blunter
Life around me is fading away
It gets worse from day to day.
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I watched the rose curl up and die
It's petals dropped to where I lie
I counted all it's glorious days
Until it's death, I cry for praise.
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