alex sarich

Freshman - 681 Points (9/9/51 / Swansea. Wales. UK)

alex sarich Poems

1. A Tree 1/27/2011
2. An Idyllic Calm At Monkstone Bay 2/17/2011
3. The Woman In A Matchbox 6/12/2011
4. Bonded By Two Trees 12/7/2010
5. Another Christmas Without You. 12/11/2010
6. Facing Life 10/30/2011
7. The White Light 11/27/2011
8. The Beginning Of The End 11/27/2011
9. The Healing 7/10/2012
10. A Chosen Path 7/30/2012
11. Flight Of The Red Kite 8/31/2012
12. Sorrow 9/4/2012
13. Man And Tree Together 6/17/2011
14. Listen To Them 8/1/2011
15. Lost Boy 8/23/2011
16. The Souls Of Grief 10/6/2011
17. Missing You 9/9/2012
18. Seasoned Grief 9/30/2012
19. Thirty Years 9/30/2012
20. Obscure Souls 10/4/2012
21. A Bird Losing Control 10/8/2012
22. Two Doors 10/9/2012
23. A Son Remembered 10/10/2012
24. This Church Hall I Know 10/10/2012
25. The Welsh Whippet 10/18/2012
26. Living Without You 10/18/2012
27. An Elegy To The Memory Of A Special Lady 10/18/2012
28. The Beech Tree In Winter 10/23/2012
29. Steel Soul 10/24/2012
30. Childhood 10/24/2012
31. Dark Lonely Nights 10/24/2012
32. Robert (Rocky) Bates 11/19/2012
33. My Brother 12/4/2013
34. Happy Birthday Sweet Fifty 12/6/2013
35. Who Am I 12/23/2013
36. My Cat Willow 6/30/2014
37. Mindless Muddle 8/22/2014
38. From Death Comes Life 11/23/2015
39. Mental Health 10/30/2013
40. Hidden Tears Within 10/1/2012
Best Poem of alex sarich

To Be A Rose For A Day

A day in the life of a Rose
arousing Spring with divine fragrance
guiding an elegant silky slender stem
through surrounding blankets of green flesh
standing out as being sharp, hardy
therefore attractive, persistently arrogant
possessing a swagger with guile
a no nonsense approach to
whoever encroach the space
just posing in the garden
flirting, attracting birds, bees
through perfumed aroma
from petals with petulance
fifteen years of growing in the same patch
emerging with young green leaf
sprouting new buds, makes a serious
contender for Rose of...

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The Woman In A Matchbox

From birth, a guiding hand
who desired to help fulfil dreams
flesh from Mother to Child
feeding the veins in her body
blinded by divisions of love
and hate between parent folk
a soul cocooned in Satin's garden
a tortured heart in shards of woe.

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