Paula Puddephatt Poems

Human contact.
Someone said to me
yesterday:
'Have you got a Tesco Clubcard?
...

subtle shades
of pain
and grief
...

see through their
translucent lies

soul cries
...

can't hoop jump
today
don't have very much
to say
...

The lake of pure lust

has frozen tonight.
...

before I return the childhood memories
to their dusty
attic box
maybe I will write my
...

Sometimes I just feel you there,
on rain-drenched afternoons -
or later, in the cooling night air.
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