Susan Alldred Lugton Poems

Feet in sand now;
unable to discern.
Is this the point,
of no return?
...

As her depression resolved
and she returned to the real world,
the adult life that she had left behind,
twelve long years before, when she had gone mad,
...

Life for too long, just a fast;
the die is overdue, cast.
Gone, dead, this pain from the past;
such sweet, sweet, death at last.
...

Living with genius
don't be envious.
Living with genius,
is meaningless.
...

That feeling emerging,
that gentle shift towards another.
A new knowing,
I am allowed to love.
...

It was a nightmare
all that loud fanfare
over an affair
...

My Solitude.

What is this?
This space I have found.
...

I am born,
not so forlorn..
My parents loved each other.
when I was born.
...

Where am I from, I ask?
From the warmest womb,
Where am I destined for?
What is my task?
...

From Womb to Tomb. Lugton 2017 Copyright
Where am I from, I ask?
From the warmest womb,
Where am I destined for?
...