Sandra Martyres Poems

O what a tangled web we weave
When we choose to deceive
Or to be deceived
We need to realise that we receive
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A hungry tiger
On a moonlit night waiting
For a tasty bite
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For stock investors
Calculators and cell phones
Are still their life lines
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In metropolitan cities they say
It is easier to walk out on a bad marriage
Than to be rid of a bad neighbour
The former is resolved by separation or divorce
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So you needed a subject to call,
Then, I guess that will be all.

Goodbye, my erstwhile friend,
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The fifth of June is
A memorable day for
All true nature lovers
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I start with my countless dear friends and poetesses
Meggie, Karin, Marilyn, Fiona, Catrina, Christine, Naidz
My namesake Sandra Fowler, Carol, Fay, Allie, Jasmine
Mamta, Amary, Anjali and Roshni just to name a few
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on a damp dark night
in flickering candle light
she counts the shadows
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No more burning the midnight oil
And pouring over tomes to find
Information or do research on
Any person, place or subject
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Every day after you walked out on me
I hoped and prayed that I could flee
Flee from the city I shared with you
Flee from everything that reminded me
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