maria goodison Poems
|81.||We Done What We Said||8/24/2014|
|82.||What A Shame||5/12/2014|
|83.||What Is It I'M Looking For? ?||7/13/2015|
|84.||What Man Has Made||8/3/2013|
|85.||When I Die||5/12/2014|
|86.||Where Does This.||10/16/2015|
|87.||Why Does It Matter.||2/20/2016|
|89.||With Out A Face||5/8/2014|
|94.||Your Not A God||5/9/2014|
I Miss You
I walked past your flat today and almost knocked on the door.
I thought I heard your voice and hoped to turn to see your face.
I almost called you on the phone,
then remembered you would not pick up at all.
I went to the old bridge by the river
and sat down alone in the sun.
A feeling of sorrow washed over me
and knowing that we would never play in the river again
made the sorrow stick.
How I miss you and all we did.
How I long for your jokes
and how you'd pick on me.
You showed me how to juggle.
To stand that little bit longer,
to wait and...
Come sit with me and hear
the story of the vampires queen.
With just one look from her eyes
it made you bear your soul.
She stole the boys late at night
with just one smile.
Come sit with me and i'll tell the story
of the vampires queen.