Biography of Tara Nugent
Tara Nugent Poems
Lying in your arms at night, Watching your strong and broad chest rise and fall, My mind strays to that fateful night when your smile had me ensnared, An honest smile it was stretching all the way to your eyes.
You left in a second, Not a word to signal your leave, Vanished into the skies like a breath released, You left me behind like yesterdays trash.
The Illusion Of Progress
Looking back to those days long gone, Seventeen and knowing it all, What could you have told me, Other than what I didn’t already know.
Father's Day, Two simple words, Joy to many, Pain to many more.
Rushing from bus to class, Eyes pried open in apparent attention, Hurried scrawls of two sets of notes... Always one mate who hasn't turned up!
Isn't it strange how life throws you curve balls, You open your heart and let the feelings in, All the while knowing it is much too soon, But you unerringly trust your heart's whispers.
Has Time Run Out....
I'm finding it hard to catch a breath, The realisation that the time has surely run out is almost incapacitating, I did not, could not think it would just fade out like this, Why? How? What could have gone so wrong with something so right,
Time Is Of The Essence.
Once were warriors… Just like the movie says we once were, Apart for such long periods, But then bouncing back,
Rushing from bus to class,
Eyes pried open in apparent attention,
Hurried scrawls of two sets of notes...
Always one mate who hasn't turned up!
Next donning white coats for practical session,
Pavlov reaction dictates frustration sets in,
Identify this, identify that...
Never a clue as to what we are looking for!