Matthew Holloway Poems

Somewhere amongst the loftiest mountains
Along a less trodden path
You may find the lost angel falls
Where trees climb cliff faces
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Laughter is the best medicine
Or so the old proverb goes
It's music to the soul
A must for young and old
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The mewing, the purr
The birds head left at the door
A cats love is fraught
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Let the sales wait
stay at home with family
talk to friends over a drink
perhaps share a meal
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This island, this home
which has weathered storms
invasions through history
Boudica the first queen
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So we may not believe
in the story of the festivities
but we play along
to fit in with the crowd
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You to me are beautiful
Like the budding flower
Amongst the mornings dew
Found in winters departure
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I wish to find a way
To express myself
In person to you
I know I fail so often
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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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Insomnia strikes again
Unlike lighting it hits multiple times
Leaving the woken soul
Staring up into the dark
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