Gordon D Wilkinson Poems

Loves chrysalis morphing
Captured in the illusion
Hypnotised with the smile
Seduced by beauty
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Beauty tainted
Stained by tear tracks
Mascaras blackened runs
Smeared into rouge puffed cheeks
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Melodramatic
Diplomatic
Even occasionally phlegmatic
Roles of the negotiator
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Moved to shed so many tears
One man’s hopes and fears
Fearing for the young
Apocalypse running hard slowly nears
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Rising not just from the east
No defined direction
Just a tiny speck on life’s horizon
One glowing ember growing ever brighter
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Our faces on the waters reflecting pulsating shimmer
Glinting sunbursts trailing flashing fingers across
Distorting and returning with every ripple
Mirroring this our complicated love
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Awaiting her entrance
Anticipating
Seeing her
The smile of peaches
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Vibrations bouncing off everything around
Bellowing indecently
Deafening to a degree so painful
Decibels high on the Richter scale
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Ideas are like butterflies
Flapping by some alighting
Laying a row of ideas on the brains leaf
Slowly maturing
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Winters umbilical cord of frosty nights
Cut by springs warming razor lights
Plucked from the white canvas so bland
Brilliantly exploded colours emblazoned stand
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