Dave Dunn Poems

War, war, war
What is it all for
Does it bring happiness
Does it bring joy
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I awoke to silhouettes of images long suppressed
Those which rose from their internment within grey depths
Flickered with hesitance as from draft blown oil lamps
Wound round with broken elements of sad irrelevance
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Don't ever think that you could be naive,
just because violent deaths make you grieve,
for the choice to kill is itself an unwordly act,
beheading party goers is abhorrent, that's a fact
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Like Dreamers Do

My pillows are so crumpled
My bed in such a mess
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A Winter Coat

All the tall trees wept
Their leaves upon the ground
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The Apprentice

'I saw it all'
Said the witness
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Exposure

All the pretence of innocence
The rules that one invents
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Lora's Woe

On the far side of broken pride,
clinging to scraps of humble pie,
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Strawberry blonde hair blown wild by the breeze
Trailing behind as her mount she did tease
Rousing his vigours as they came to a high hedge
All the way over and still they had the edge
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