Comprehension
And
if I touched
Hands of snow,
I should warm them,
Make them glow.
Hands of snow,
I should warm them,
Make them glow.
Your
reticence
I would address,
Through an honest,
Friendly caress.
I would address,
Through an honest,
Friendly caress.
How
would you
Cope with my fear,
Stop me trembling,
Dry my tears?
Cope with my fear,
Stop me trembling,
Dry my tears?
With
wet hands
Coated in salty ice,
Collecting tears whilst lying,
Trying to think twice.
Coated in salty ice,
Collecting tears whilst lying,
Trying to think twice.
Make
haste,
Drop the daisies.
Run home,
Before everything
Is too late.
Drop the daisies.
Run home,
Before everything
Is too late.
It
is only
Through inaction,
We can deny
Our love is Fate.
Through inaction,
We can deny
Our love is Fate.
Gerry Aldridge
Gerry Aldridge is from Newbury, Berkshire, England and lives
in the foothills of a national park in Portugal, where he divides his days
between doing sculpture, writing poetry and pet sitting. He is inspired by life
and the human psyche, which he explores through his poetry and artwork combined
Tags:
Poetry
Not a bad poem but should work on better title.
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Thank you so much for reading, and apologies I have not replied before. Really, did you understand a different message? Always wonderful to get feedback- Have a lovely Easter :)
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