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Alone or?AloneApathyEmotions

Apathy?

but as for me I sit far back,
knowing that so much I lack,
alone on windy night I walk,
my heart in bitter whispers talks,
‘the world is against you,
you cannot win,
don’t bother trying,
they won’t let you in’

Etches Penmen
August 8, 2022
Young Peeps ona farm far awayAloneEmotionsFear

Falling Alone

falling alone
the world a spin
colours dance
the ground so close
the floor a stairway
hard and cold
rising up
with no embrace
or kiss to face

it cares not that I fall
unremarkable human
unbalanced and alone

we all go down

some brothers in arms
some help on its way
caring voices echoing

memories push towards [...]

Etches Penmen
July 18, 2022
Vertical HorizontalEmotionsPride

Vertical Horizontal

on this ledge I sit
feet dangling
for no support exist
I clambered up here
as a kid of 6
holding a cake
and making a wish
soon now at 42
the wish will come down and all
will be true
I believe
I am right
I will be paid
for all the nights
the snow [...]

Etches Penmen
June 25, 2022
InflationEmotions

Sold Out?

A foot on the wharf,
a foot in the boat,

going from priceless and invaluable,
from heart warmth and love,
to chilled cheddar cheese,
served on a salver,
now we can sit and talk about value,
ahh, we talk about the love,
but, I can see his shadow,
beyond the doors,
his [...]

Etches Penmen
June 9, 2022
Courageousness

Decisions

 

shadows boxing,

slices of my soul,

shadows deep,

light hiding bright,

across the path,

my chosen way,

I must decide,

I must dance,

I must say.

 

 

 

I must decide.

I must Dance.

I must Say.

 

Etches Penmen
June 7, 2022
Emotions

Edge of End

love has left
definition lost
a thousand sparkly whispered nothings
all wrapped with hugs
all with eye catching eye
all now in the past
all now standing at the back of the queue
how many times can a broken thing be
lifted, repaired, resolved, renewed
how many?
I do not know
the number [...]

Anger

Eagles Nest – under threat (aggressive?)

‘they say it was a shocking sight after the field was won, for many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun:
Emotions

Doubts, I think

There can be no doubt,
that I am not,
what I am not,
I thought I was something else,
but now I see,
I was something else.

green with
Embarrassment
Quatre saisons de douleur
Anger
Aesop’s Politician
Julia Waves Goodbye
Anger
Passed – Over
Alone or?
Alone
Apathy?
Anger
Corridors (of Power?)
Emotions
Mellow -the endless yellow layers

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Some of the Poetry of Etches Penmen and Thomas Poe. Good Mates.