eddie frelford

Rookie (17/04/1986 / pontypridd)

eddie frelford Poems

1. Spoons 9/27/2009
2. Love Is A Seraph 11/1/2009
3. Principessa 11/1/2009
4. Yellow Zero 11/1/2009
5. Natural Bleed 2/26/2010
6. I Try 2/26/2010
7. On Reflection 2/26/2010
8. Making Beds 2/26/2010
9. Smile Tonight 2/26/2010
10. The Feathered Bled 2/26/2010
11. Rule Of Thumb 2/26/2010
12. Rest 2/26/2010
13. The Fragility Of Clay 2/26/2010
14. Paths 2/26/2010
15. 'T'Is Dopier To Live In Dystopia' (An Ode To My Sister) 2/26/2010
16. Quick Hours, Wet Showers, Gary Owers 2/26/2010
17. Living The Dream (Revisited) 2/26/2010
18. Stoned By Diamonds 3/1/2010
19. Park Benches 7/16/2009
20. In Green Melted Yellows 7/16/2009
21. Time To Go 7/16/2009
22. You, Singular 7/16/2009
23. Living The Dream 7/16/2009
24. Get Wet (A Poem In 49 Seconds) 7/16/2009
25. Orange And Silver 7/16/2009
26. Ugliest Seed 7/16/2009
27. Untitled 7/24/2009
28. Money 8/14/2009
29. The Nazarene 8/14/2009
30. Sunflower 3/1/2010
31. If You Need 3/1/2010
32. To Find Her Dying 3/1/2010
33. Up On Deck 3/1/2010
34. Inconsistencies 3/1/2010
35. The 12 Months Of Us (Part 1) 3/1/2010
36. No Muscles 3/2/2010
37. Kfc (Killing For Cash) 3/2/2010
38. Galactic 943 3/2/2010
39. Port Wine Stain 3/1/2010
40. Love Is 9/7/2009
Best Poem of eddie frelford

Penguins In Overcoats (Title Attributed To Jenny Perkins)

She was dressed in a relationship
that didn't suit her style
pressed in a circumstance
that didn't fit her eyes
sometimes she wore army jackets,
in a feeble ploy to diguise
but she knew far more than anyone,
finding truth inside her lies

backed into corners of mourners,
sojourns, lasting far too long
beside souls that don't know
she fell apart in the heat,
pining for the coldness of her homeland,
where the warmest of hands awaited

she was dressed in a relationship, that didnt suit her style
those were blessed, who saw the real truth in ...

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You, Singular

It was supposed to be,
put simply,
the prettiest day of the calendar.
An elongated, heat driven induced day.
Expectant was the sun,
peacefully opening it's warming arms amidst children's laughter.
Sentimental moments of once forgotten lovers enshrined in their own realms;
of the taste of greeness in the springtime air,
of winds that danced through the hair of free men, and women alike,

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