Nicola Bowes Poems

I lie here
As the thin white
Billows out wanting to
Show me more
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Blue fades away
Into the midnight air
Hands, feet, shoulders everywhere
Spread across the bed sheets
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Chills run down my spine; the fm's on again.
Same story different country
"My little boy died in battle"
A battle for what? Good? Glory? Gluttony?
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Indigo stains my cheeks
It's a new experience with you
I thought I knew you better
But now on this lonely night
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I cannot write
I cannot talk
She cannot see
She cannot hear
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To hell with the girls of new who regurgitate my ideas that I've sold
It irritates me to think that they think I wouldn't know
and guess that they starved my mind of its soul
Yet again to hell with these dogs that bleed
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She walks into the room
She signs a cross at the doorway
Her silk gown caresses her naked skin
The beads around her neck
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When it's your time to fly
Will you claim your keep at her side?
Or set her down?
There's point of crying
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