Lyndsey Gillett Poems

Peoples opinions scald me like the sun,
Must try not to hide or run,
The sensitivity is somewhat heightened,
In other eyes my life in brightened,
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The clock turns 11.11,
Most definitely a sign from heaven,
To say take all the time you need,
Speed, haste and those things only matter,
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Me, me, me,
Could be perceived as self obsessed,
Yet really a need to get feelings off my chest,
Some sort of blockages,
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Embroidery threads strewn,
With wool all across my room,
This is how I work,
Organisation berserk,
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Karen, oh, Karen,
Everything but barren,
As a tree that bears many fruits,
Nice are your branches,
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