Submissions by dartford (Paul S...)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
writing poetry doesn't make me a poet, who hasn't written poetry at some time or other...
left, alright..?
when you
left
I thought
there was
nothing
left
'til I knew
what was
left
was me...
left
I thought
there was
nothing
left
'til I knew
what was
left
was me...
692 reads
10 Comments
still do this...
when I was a kid
I would lie awake in bed
as long as I could
n't keep it up of
course the morning would even
tually get me...
I would lie awake in bed
as long as I could
n't keep it up of
course the morning would even
tually get me...
669 reads
14 Comments
an apology.....!
we were just kids giv
ing wrong directions to a
merican tourists...
ing wrong directions to a
merican tourists...
843 reads
22 Comments
the tube at night...
opposite you sit
and stare and I do not know
why or who you are...
and stare and I do not know
why or who you are...
818 reads
16 Comments
sign of the Thames...
the river widens
as it nears its end like a
city banker's waist...
as it nears its end like a
city banker's waist...
531 reads
5 Comments
haiku times two...
I walk at night the
Victorian arches and
railway embankments
around London Bridge
there are so many echoes
footfalls and sobbing...
Victorian arches and
railway embankments
around London Bridge
there are so many echoes
footfalls and sobbing...
620 reads
7 Comments
not yet, not yet..!
and after, he
lay back and
lit a cig
arette...
she silent
ly fumed, not
having quite
got to it,
yet...
lay back and
lit a cig
arette...
she silent
ly fumed, not
having quite
got to it,
yet...
887 reads
15 Comments
last birthday...
you bought
me a
present
but that's
in the
past...
me a
present
but that's
in the
past...
697 reads
5 Comments
stationary...
we were catch
ing diff'rent
trains and mine
was running
late and yours
oh yours was
the one that
got away...
ing diff'rent
trains and mine
was running
late and yours
oh yours was
the one that
got away...
749 reads
15 Comments
when we were cool (not now)...
we would walk without
worrying about what we
were walking into...
worrying about what we
were walking into...
634 reads
14 Comments
not in the mood...
i feel too irri
table on the beach your hands
like sand in my shorts......!
table on the beach your hands
like sand in my shorts......!
730 reads
20 Comments
he blushes to think...
I wonder if
you are
aware of
what I
do, think
ing of you,
when you're
not there...
you are
aware of
what I
do, think
ing of you,
when you're
not there...
1207 reads
16 Comments
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