maria goodison Poems
|41.||Old Spell That You Made -new-||7/17/2015|
|42.||One Man Call||5/9/2014|
|46.||Sadness Fills The Room||3/15/2014|
|47.||Save A Day||7/13/2013|
|49.||Snow Is Falling||5/12/2014|
|51.||Spider And Fly||5/12/2014|
|56.||Thank You My Dear's||12/10/2014|
|57.||The Beast At Night||5/12/2014|
|58.||The Bottom Of The Garden||7/24/2013|
|59.||This Old Town||5/8/2014|
|63.||We Done What We Said||8/24/2014|
|64.||What A Shame||5/12/2014|
|65.||What Is It I'M Looking For? ?||7/13/2015|
|66.||What Man Has Made||8/3/2013|
|67.||When I Die||5/12/2014|
|69.||With Out A Face||5/8/2014|
|74.||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 ...
I should find a way to say thank you
For all that you have done.
You went out of your way to make me stand
without needing to know why I fell down.
You helped me be all that I can
without asking anything I could not answer.
I could not have come this far without you.
I should give you a hug