Marilyn Jean Poems

I live in fears of everything
To have to leave or loose you
To have to stay seeing you forget me
To have to live without you near
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Taking a too narrow lane
Where turning would not do
Nor lifting a few chains
Often meeting an inner pain
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On my way to this place of mine
It seems like coming to my old friend
So, I tried to weight each word
Perhaps unusual for me, they would say
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Absolutely nowhere to go and hide
I linger here waiting to exhaustion
Things turn very strange all around
Emptiness fills my room, sunny but dull
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A dream visited
Early this morning
This time it is you
Not me
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The rain came thick
Clanking
In a dismal grey light
Waiting
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Twenty third, grey and wet
Warming my blue sofa
Two days left before Xmas
Head broken, lying on a table
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Three years almost
I see that instant
Like all others
From day one
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Travelling back and forth
To a few too dark places
Many here so well known
Gently digging up clues
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Dear,
Signs here and there
Of your longing
A trail of them
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