Matthew Holloway Poems

Why do we do this to ourselves
Writers, poets, songsmiths
Striping our souls bare, naked
Across a page beyond vulnerable
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I proffered my heart and love
to you once, twice, you declined
My heart ached, retreated
hurt, wounded, limping away
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To the one that got away
my heart once sang of you
I courted every moment
when we could be together
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Never could a word be said
To discolour your beauty
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Of all that’s beautiful
To begin there is you
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To the girl with the beautiful eyes
There is a beauty unbound within you
A muse to my poetic verse
A song inside the silence
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the sun rises to greet the morning
the ground dew only winters thaw
soft to the touch of the hand
leaves and flowers spread out
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A day at the beach
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the sun reflections danced in the sea
seagulls squawked overhead
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A crown of flowers
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I don a crown of flowers
To mask the sorrow inside
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A poem for your eyes
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I watch in your eyes
my own dreams reflected
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