Della Perry Poems

I'm sick of being a pawn
In this chess game of life.
The one who gets sacrificed
Like I haven't got any worth.
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An elephant came to our class
I tell you he was the top brass!
He wasn't too good at ICT
His feet were too large for the keys!
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Never such a moving sight to behold than the honey bee upon the flower,
The stem sways in the breeze as the bee flits from flower head to another,
The cooling wind pleasing to the mind,
Respite from the heat of the glowing sun overhead.
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Love mocks
Laughs heartily in your face
Poppet, Sweetheart,
Hilariously frolics upon the lawn
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Dear, you are so far away from us
Are you thinking of home?
The busy Dudley town adorned with stalls
Do you miss the sellers chants and calls?
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Where it is cold and damp
Where it is dark
Where smell is dank and old
Where the birds no longer sing
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Do they feel the same as me?
Is the Black Dog following them also?
Growling in their ears
'End it all here! '
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Ivy drapes the gravestones of the forgotten while
Flowers adorn the remembered ones
Within the church grounds
Towering oaks stand guard as rooks cry out in anguish, lost souls
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Crocheted blankets for babies, times three
Never finished the one for the Christmas fetus
Why was he not born?
Pile of soiled clothes in a sprawled piece of art on the rug
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