maria goodison Poems
|41.||Save A Day||7/13/2013|
|42.||Snow Is Falling||5/12/2014|
|44.||Spider And Fly||5/12/2014|
|49.||Thank You My Dear's||12/10/2014|
|50.||The Beast At Night||5/12/2014|
|51.||The Bottom Of The Garden||7/24/2013|
|52.||This Old Town||5/8/2014|
|56.||We Done What We Said||8/24/2014|
|57.||What A Shame||5/12/2014|
|58.||What Man Has Made||8/3/2013|
|59.||When I Die||5/12/2014|
|61.||With Out A Face||5/8/2014|
|66.||Your Not A God||5/9/2014|
Mother said I have to let things go
and call you father, daddy or dad.
The anger swells within me so
at having to think your the one
I've been looking for.
My childish dreams
have been torn asunder and 'why? '
is all I have left to wonder?
Asking why were you never there?
Was it me that made you leave?
Why no letter sent, no phone call made?
Mother says to mend the bridge,
to let things flow and flowers to grow.
I'm sat across from you now,
trying to keep the smile there,
struggling to keep
my fist from tightening ...
Like A Mouse
All throw the house I creep like
Wounding what could make that
Creeping like a mouse oh, how
I wish I was still in my bed sleeping
Safe and sound.
I face the liver room door but it was shut
With my hand on the handle I tremble