Erased poem

Erased, erased from the memory, erased by a forgetfulness brought on by a disease, erased and such a shame, such a tragedy, erased and such a misery, erased and such a heartache, erased and plagued by such forgetfulness, such frustration, and such irritation. Erased, oh, how cruel Alzheimer’s is, and how cruel the tricks it […]

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Do you poem

Do you, for things in life, do you beg, and do you plead, do you cry such tears from the want inside, and do you die, do you die a little every time, every time that you do not receive what you want to receive? Do you believe in luck, do you in life, do […]

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Day poem

Day, dawn, sunlight, yawn. Day, dawn, no time to mourn, for the blackness of night has passed, and the stars and the moon have gone quickly away, quickly away at last, and here I am, awake, with my thoughts rising as if the streams and the rivers, the streams and the rivers that flow so […]

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Contemplation poem

You stare into the sun, you watch the rain, you watch the snowflakes fall, you become mesmerised and you stare into the distance, you with your gloom, your numbness and your pain, you let the tears fall, but you grit your teeth, and you do not complain, and you stare into the sun, and you […]

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Come on poem

Come on, come on, stride on, walk on, be gone. Head for the horizon and stride with a passion, and stride with great determination and head for the sun, and head out of the darkness and forget the past, and pick yourself up and carry on, carry on, carry on, and look into the sun, […]

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Catatonic poem

Here I sit, here I sit, upon the beach, catatonic in the envious sun, catatonic in the envious sun, the sun whose work is never done. Catatonic and frantically trying to keep cool, at the same time, yes, a bit of an oxymoron. Catatonic and platonic. The relationship of us. Catatonic and platonic, or is […]

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Battlefield of the mind poem

I am a warrior, I am a soldier of thought, A soldier of thought in the battlefield of the mind, and so many times, I wonder, I wonder where my thoughts have come from, and I wonder where they have been, and I wonder have they existed in the air, floating there previously, and I […]

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A handful of rain poem

© Ben Robinson 2022 Dedicated to Bruce Forsyth, who was always witty and entertaining, and all the comedians of the world who make the world a happier place. Index A handful of rain, 5 Amongst the flowers, 7 Another day, 9 Battlefield of the mind, 10 Catatonic, 12 Come on, 16 Contemplation, 13 Day, 15 […]

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Another day poem

Another day, another life, a life lost, a brutal cost, a brutal cost for humanity, the reality, for humanity sadly suffers every day, the awful sickening violence, that the human race inflicts, upon themselves each and every day, this sickening violence and brutality, in the world that never seems to go away, violence that comes […]

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Amongst the flowers poem

Amongst the flowers, amongst the flowers in the grass, under the bluest of skies, under the sun, as the breeze does pass, I have my memories, I have my memories of you, and I remember you, I remember you dancing here with me, in our youth amongst the flowers in the grass, yes, I remember […]

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