Maryanne Richards

Rookie - 112 Points (1939 / New Zealand)

Maryanne Richards Poems

1. Who Am I 1/22/2014
2. Looking For Me 1/23/2014
3. Death 1/24/2014
4. Where Is The Joy`` 1/25/2014
5. Adam 1/26/2014
6. Struggle And Pain 2/1/2014
7. When One Has Love. 2/1/2014
8. Alone 2/1/2014
9. Children 2/1/2014
10. Memories 2/1/2014
11. The Garden 2/1/2014
12. Why Do We Hurt 2/1/2014
13. Love 2/1/2014
14. Life 2/20/2014
15. Betrayal 3/14/2014
16. The Matter Of Fact 5/21/2014
17. Freedom 7/18/2014
18. Listening 3/25/2014
19. Renewal 5/21/2014
20. Bondage 2/20/2014
21. He Was Old And Bent 2/1/2014
Best Poem of Maryanne Richards

He Was Old And Bent

He was old and bent
And way past his prime
But those who knew him
Thought he was fine.

He was sharp and with it
Some of the time,
Not that he knew it
Or the creeping decline.

As the mind was laid bare
One was able to see,
What was left of a life
Lived with struggle inside.

Those that just met him
Could quite clearly see,
Something was missing,
Replaced with dispair.

The question is this,
What has happened to man
And the brain of mankind,
That can fly to the moon,
Yet not know
Of the mystery beyond.

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Adam

A light withdrawn
To a realm of peace and love
Unthinking the words came while gazing
Over the place he loved to play.

His special place had shut down,
Innocence was gone
And there was this huge sense of loss.

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