Poem -

Eyes

Life is not about 
Putting on a smile,

Not about making nice.

Girl who pretends soldier's

Got something to pay

The price.

 

Light was about parks,

Swings and slides.

Dark brings vulnerability 

Of being alive.

Car in the drive 

 

Backs out looking for 

Nice girl whose survived,

Girl who use to have 

The too-kind eyes.

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Shirley Harrison

Sounds to me that there is a huge amount of compassion from a soldier, I see a young girl under rubble, and a Soldier desperate to save her. 🌹 

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Shirley Harrison

Always good to be here my dear friend of poetry, I'm just incredibly busy with work and all...🌹 

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Marion

Like the way second verse bleeds into the third and altogether this is lovely R... kind of a haunting quality x

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Marion

Yea...like that too..liked it all R... like the way you put words together to create an atmosphere and feeling rather than an easy to follow story. Have always admired that quality in your work ...oh...and don't shout at me for praising your work 😆

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Rory McGinlay

I'm so glad you would never say 'koy', rather, subtlety is my aim. And I'll thank you, amongst the others, who should rightfully know who they are, that have noticed. I gamble on the chance it might be so overhead but like to think it worth it.

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