Jonathan Wright

Jonathan Wright Poems

Through the woods and past a tree
Through the lock that has no key
Beyond the doorless wall you will find
A shortman, who is tall
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Love is not for all
For some it may not come at all
One teardropp that becomes an ocean
One word that becomes a poem
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Come to me, my Firestar
With your wings, that take you so far
Your eyes burn deep into my mind
Inside you will find
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Jonathan Wright Biography

I am 35 years old and have been written poems for my self for many years, I am now putting them on line after many years of self doubt and thinking the worst. I would love to have a poem published and see it on the shelf in a book, that would make my year. Even if I made nothing from it. Would be something to be proud of.)

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The Dream

Through the woods and past a tree
Through the lock that has no key
Beyond the doorless wall you will find
A shortman, who is tall

To the castle that is there
Fight the men who do not care
Watch the man who will copy
Turn the corner pick the poppy

Go to the place where dead men lay
Listen closely to what they say
Stay any longer, a dead man you shall be
The way out is behind you, can't you see

Forward to go back
Back to go forward
In the cave you must not stay
Even till the light of day

Even the sleeping can be seen
The eyes open, the mind awakens
The morning has come, the morning is here
Draws to a close, adream of fear

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