Matthew Holloway Poems

There I lay in your arms
As lovers often do
Eyes locked to eyes
Tender kisses shared
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If this should be the day I die
Be it by accident, murder or suicide
I'd like my poems to all be read
In the hope they reach someones soul
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I awake between two and three in the morning
The sound of rain upon the caravan roof
Is almost like the waves upon the shore
Beautifully distracting
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It is in the tomb of my mind
I write my deepest thoughts
The saddest of lines
Those dark truths we deny
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Naught it eternal, but the teachings we leave
The memories of others, those stories
The tales of a life once passed away
Still, still remembered beyond that final day
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We ended 2017 in hope
that the new year will finally be
the we we always waited for
the one where things fell right
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The singer
voice like silk liqueur
touches the soul
sets fire to the mind
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looking out across the ocean
a mind wanders upon the waves
to far distant lands, lives and loves
to escape from this island
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Quite what the future holds
I am not one to predict
There are sound bites playing
From every political division
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