alan brown Poems

Do you ever remember the days gone bye
a time far back in the past,
When men were kind and genital
and love did seem to last.
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I write my words of love and woe
To try and capture you,
but no
I write a line
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My life is full of old things
that I clutter around my home.
I collect old belongings
and even antique stone.
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Lost in a world of thought
I suffer the indignity of living
While sadness softens my heart
bringing light in a blatant way
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The deck was cold and slimy
as he walked its wooden boards
To raise the sail just slightly
to keep them off the broads.
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The last time that I saw you
was in a pleasant dream.
While sleeping the afternoon away
trying not to be heard or seen.
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For the life of me
I couldn't tell
what kind of dog it was.
It had one green eye
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Come to me with willing arms
and with your hands outstretched.
And comfort me in our hour of need
so I will not forget.
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I have pains in my fingers
pains in my nose
and pains in the parts where nobody goes
Pains in my back
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