Della Perry

Love opened his arms, he welcomed me
Into that warm embrace
But it wasn't enough, not enough for me
I was still part of the race.
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She was like a rainbow
A delight after a storm
Shimmering so elegantly
And vibrant against the backdrop of sky
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Cheated of childhood
Sharks ripped a toddler to shreds
Screamed at the paternal threads were sliced.
A tiny egg, cracked apart,
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Wow, you are the bomb
You attack my senses
You charge my soul
When you're near I'm set on fire
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Hungry all the time
Starving, ravenous,
Unrelenting hunger pains me.
Needing knowledge, release,
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As winter's darkness encroaches the light,
A black lid upon the coffin of day,
It brings a regret on a chain of steel,
An iron anchor that weighs one down.
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Therefore, I have no answers
No reasons echo in my empty cavity of mind
Solutions are hidden in complexity cupboards
Doors jammed shut with rhyme
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Locked in the attic
Sat in the dark
While other's voices
Are heard in the park.
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Costa coffee, cup large than the table
Steam rising into the warmth of the day
Pleasant chatter, narrow lanes of old
Blue plaques on terrace walls
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Bone crushers
Tail waggers
Wet noses
Four feet
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When camel silhouettes, black against orange sunsets
Form ripples on the sands
Across vast, mysterious landscapes
Laiden oxen make haste to the 'Gem of the East'
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My wintry friends were out today
Waving cold, bare arms in the breeze,
'Hello friend, ' whispered the trees.
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I remembered you well within my heart
You were always the best, that will never part
On a winter's morn, looking out into the wood
Recalling your face, your unyielding love
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The voices echo around
Bounce off the nerve endings
Hurt so much
Constant ridicule
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Its truth glares from the mirror
Hanging crippled on the wall
I'm not a 'Blake, Eliot or Plath'
Not educated enough to follow that winding path
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Stepping along the golden sands
Stooping to collect pink and beige shells
Took me straight back to my youth
When we did this together.
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How terribly sad that the elation is great
When the awaiting feline meows
Pleased at your arrival
How it leaps to greet you
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The future seemed a safe place
Safer than the present.
But then I realised that the future
Is the present to be.
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She wore him like an embellishment
His masculinity aided her femininity.
She needed all the help she could muster.
Self centered, selfish, narcissistic.
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Sssh be quiet...
Don't speak
Don't let the cat out of the bag
Don't let the secret escape.
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