Fay Slimm Poems

Words burst from folds
......................of love's warmth in your heart.

Song of friendship
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There was something eternal
................................between them.
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Take me aside and show me love that over-rides
Doubt, is non-judgemental, a love that finds ways
Of refusing to fight, believes in providing
Reasons for misbehaviour and, yes, prays
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Watery messenger of past love-hates,
Rivering, subtley, each potentised remnant
Of thousands before. Stored, they are waiting,
Unseen, for us to catch sound of laments.
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'The love-of-my-life can't function now, and
So I know for sure that I'll need a man.
He's got to be strong and to know his stuff.
And to have been at it all long enough.
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The sound of the oars was dreadful, God's slave
She was, yet helpless before God and men,
And she knew, as they rowed her to the grave,
She would never hear sound of rowing again.
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For all we knew we had it all,
But was the 'writing on the wall '
When one day she came with the test
Of choosing which life you'd love best?
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Now deaf from bad memory's fearful sounds,
Unyielding nightmares mean pressure abounds.
Re-living, over and over again.
What has awful warfare done to our men?
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He offers a drink and ogles her ring.
She rings a number, but says not a thing.

He orders champagne to be sent upstairs.
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When friendly concern becomes more than need
For occasional contact, - - then beware!
When you find yourself feeding too deeply
On words, and yearning for more, - - then take care!
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