nicola burkett

Rookie (30.04.1984 / South East, London)

nicola burkett Poems

1. The Day The Rainbow Cried 5/20/2006
2. Ode To The Silent Clowns 5/22/2006
3. Writers Block 5/22/2006
4. No One Can Replace Your Daddy 6/19/2006
5. Vigil 4/4/2006
6. Star (Haiku) 4/4/2006
7. Waiting 4/4/2006
8. The Day 3/16/2006
9. Standing Still 3/16/2006
10. She 3/18/2006
11. Pushing Back 4/23/2006
12. They! ! ! 3/19/2006
13. The Ground Starts To Shake 3/21/2006
14. To Sara With Love 3/22/2006
15. The Day My Sky Fell Down 3/22/2006
16. Voices 3/27/2006
17. Rummaging 3/28/2006
18. Time Goes By 3/18/2006
19. We Are Scared Of Nothing 3/19/2006
20. I'M Not Perfect 11/2/2006
21. A Tear To Shed 11/2/2006
22. Instructions 11/2/2006
23. Glue 11/2/2006
24. 09 - Honour Under The Old Oak Tree 11/2/2006
25. Behind 11/2/2006
26. I Should Have Seen It Coming 11/2/2006
27. In Denial 11/2/2006
28. 13 - The Victim 11/2/2006
29. 15 - Deep Crimson 11/2/2006
30. 16 - Deaf, Dumb & Blind 11/2/2006
31. 08 - A Forgotten Graveyard 11/5/2006
32. A Physical Emotion 11/5/2006
33. 18 - Simon Said 11/16/2006
34. Corruption 11/2/2006
35. Aftermath (Shots From A Gun) 11/18/2006
36. All Those At War 11/18/2006
37. An Emotional Side Effect 11/18/2006
38. Bathtub 11/18/2006
39. Black 11/19/2006
40. Promises 11/19/2006
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05 - A Hero

A hero thinks of others before they think of themselves
A hero will die to protect
A hero can be of any age, any colour
A hero can be man, woman or child
A hero is courageous, loving and brave
A hero will never complain
A hero can be made in one act of compassion
Or years of tender loving care
Some hero's are remembered, whilst many are left forgotten
Hero's are angels in disguise, saving precious innocent lives

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Writers Block

Go away for I have nothing to say
My pen suffers a stroke
As my mind draws a blank
Go away and come back soon
Maybe then I will have overcome this mental block
The complete psychological inability to produce a single word
My muse has left me, taken my ethos with it
Until it returns I shall dwell in the abode of Writers Block

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