Paul Gerard Reed
Paul Gerard Reed Poems
- The Pit Pony I found out with sadness about your plight Your...
- The Day Is Nearly Done The day is nearly done Unblemished by...
- Laughter Laughter is the best medicine they say Worth more ...
- River Tyne Drizzle spattered the dark Tyne Running its ...
- As The Morning Breaks As the morning breaks We go our ...
- Call To Arms I am called to arms A thousand times a day To ...
- Traffic Jam Winding rivers of red tail lights Winding away ...
All my poems since 2010 are on poemsforlifebypaul.blogspot.com.
I wrote 365 poems between October 2010 and 2011.
I would like to write over 1,000 poems but as I have found numerical challenges usually reduce the quality (if there was any to begin with) .
Inspirations - all poets with a feeling for nature and 'insignificant' things that are actually significant.
Motivations - to express emotions, make people laugh or otherwise connect with the writing emotionally. more »
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''In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to the young, it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes them unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it.''Abraham Lincoln
How good it is to walk.Anon.
How salutary, how pleasing, how utterly essential.
How renewing, how refreshing
How so existential
Walking is balm to a troubled soul, and all peo...
'''Life's not fair is it? Some of us drink champagne in the fast lane, and some of us eat our sandwiches by the loose chippings on the A597.'''Victoria Wood
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you till it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide wil...Harriet Beecher Stowe
''Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself.''Henry James
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The Pit Pony
I found out with sadness about your plight
Your life lived in perpetual night
An underground stable was where you roomed
An innocent life entombed
You were so trusting and willing
You must have dreamt of fulfilling
The wish to be back above ground
With green fields and trees all around
For fifty weeks a year this was your cell
With hot grimy air and sulphuric smell
Until that wonderful liberation
That exhilarating rising sensation
Of the pit cage approaching ground level
With you on board about to revel
In the freedom of the new fresh ...