Susan Alldred Lugton

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
the place where I can dream,
of all that I do need
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Grief,
the resounding echo
to one’s new reality.
Existing in time,
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They came together in love,
chrystallised genes.
They did not know,
that a baby might grow
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If I dared to let someone in
perhaps it might damage my soul.
My fear, would I then be whole?
I muse a little, but who knows,
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He loved her and she loved him,
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him, she gnawed him she sucked
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A decision made
after long years of doubt.
Killed off inside.
life’s pleasures locked out.
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The new morality,
It's called infidelity.
Sex just a commodity,
universal disloyalty.
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She waved her tiny hand that day,
and went outside to play.
As darkness came and chill set in,
they could not hear her footsteps say
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Shame, that cursed killing shame,
cascading into flooding tears.
Feelings, is it me to blame?
Shame, the knife that cuts, that sears.
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The best space to play
is in one's own mind,
that curious place
where we all can say
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Shame, that cursed killing shame,
cascading into flooding tears.
Feelings, it is me to blame.
shame, the knife, cutting that sears.
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Chemistry learned at school,
with the bunsen burner.
Then appeared a new rule,
a new type of burner.
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I dream of fairies
When I'm about to shatter.
I dream of fairies,
for they tell me I matter.
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Competitiveness;
the bane of our own existence.
When we let it go,
and we really know who we are,
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Their mother and fathers were too damaged to hear.
Their mothers and fathers were too busy to hear.
Their mothers and fathers were too depressed to hear.
Their little boys and girls were not allowed to cry,
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You are hiding my dear
because your are frightened,
What now,
when there is nothing to fear?
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The three forces of Eros,
bind us together.
Sexual, physical,
love, emotional,
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Alas she had thought,
death come to me.
My happiness gone,
no longer strong.
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Happiness, illusion,
born out of confusion,
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You meet,
and its sweet
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