If I were lain amongst a golden field Would I move? Do I retain the capability of life? Or is just being more important? I shut out all that is not myself And should another seep in A fire starts in my brain To burn up their influence And return I. An I for anContinue reading “Am I – A Poem”
Author Archives: Lilymaeportman
The Dream- A Poem
Sometimes at night, I wonder if the whole universe is Lying next to me And I just don’t know it.
Frozen Sand- A Poem
Reaching out to touch the fading glass Of memories that have wandered past, I see myself reflected back but It is not me. Not who I thought I was. I see the faces and I hear the noise But it is all distant. A hum of Melancholy permeates through as I Pick out the worstContinue reading “Frozen Sand- A Poem”
If you have ever looked at my blog you will have seen that I post an awful lot of poetry. Which is fine, but I actually write more prose!! So, Monday next week I will be posting extracts from my newly written book Don’t Cry, Baby! Stay tuned to hear more! Any and all feedbackContinue reading “Coming Soon!”
Manchester – A Poem
A taste of peace caresses the air, A warm necessity tenderly loving the naked. A terror had passed and like a wave had disappeared Into the sea of ambivalence . Some one is crying , Somewhere. Out in the world, a wet face begs the skies for answers, Only a cloud can whisper gentle silence. The worldContinue reading “Manchester – A Poem”
Town – A Poem
It is very easy to forget the world is there When there is just you and the smell of hot stone. A peaceful hum of industrial fans. The comfort of knowing you’re not alone, But the silent peace of having your own. A cooler breeze now caresses the skin, That the sun tasted too feverishly,Continue reading “Town – A Poem”
Hall – A poem
Murmurs through dusty glass. Certainty fading amongst the lesser coloured chairs. The heat eeks out sweat. A solitary bead drips down an aching thigh. The cool of a room. Quiet. Empty. Singular.
Yet – A Poem
It’ll come to me, In a haze of wine And stumbled sorries. It’ll come when the after has given up it’s fight, And a hum of necessity Beats on into the night.
The Forest – A Poem
This is a tangled forest. Dark water falls down, Yet somewhere there is beauty, And it holds my hand. This is a danger forest, A do not enter. But stars shine out great comfort, Between pricking thorns. I must find a get out path, To stop the poison, That breathes in the living air, SweeterContinue reading “The Forest – A Poem”
Snow Day – A Poem
I’d never seen snow dance. Like a frozen ocean, crashing waves on the pavement, But gently floating as if taken up to the sky. Swirling gently as a flowing dress, A dream come out to play, Whistling gently at the glass, As we drift sleepily away.