Gary Porter Poems

As we strolled towards the wooden shack
It is my endeavour to win you back

We kicked the brown leaves that lie on the ground
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Stained glass eyes.

From the pillow we lift our head
Turn another page on our book well read
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"My cost"

I am floating under the waves of the sea
The sun is shinning through but it can not see me
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Read it well

What is a teardrop if you really think
It could be our way of writing without the ink
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Have you ever sat in the dark and wondered what it's all about

Why some people whisper and others just shout
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