Graham Jones

Graham Jones Poems

81. A Second Whisper. 7/11/2006
82. Peace Of Mind. 7/11/2006
83. Sweet Memory. 9/5/2006
84. The Seeds Of Death. 11/10/2006
85. This Planet Earth. 1/11/2007
86. A Love That Never Ends. 1/11/2007
87. On Southern Grass. 5/30/2007
88. How Do You? 5/30/2007
89. What Is This Life.? 5/30/2007
90. Barren Earth. 5/30/2007
91. Caticus Cat. 6/1/2007
92. What Will Be, Will Be. 6/4/2007
93. A Small Grey Mouse. 2/6/2006
94. Release 2/7/2006
95. Dark Shadows. 2/7/2006
96. The Downs. 4/24/2006
97. Instead Of Slow And Nervous. 2/23/2006
98. Streets Of Sadness. 2/23/2006
99. Locked In Time. 2/23/2006
100. A Lonely Figure. 2/23/2006
101. This Child Of Mine. 4/20/2006
102. An Epitaph To A Broken Heart. 1/30/2006
103. Now That I Am Older. 1/30/2006
104. The Riverbank. 1/30/2006
105. A Mothers Fear. 3/29/2006
106. Cardboard City. 2/24/2006
107. Such Is The Passion 2/16/2006
108. Gods Hands. 1/28/2006
109. Genocide. 1/27/2006
110. Faraway Places In Foreign Lands 3/25/2006
111. Waifs And Strays. 2/7/2006
112. Moving On. 4/24/2006
113. A Ballet In White. 2/4/2006
114. He Stands Alone. 3/26/2006
115. Today I Saw A Hedgehog. 1/31/2006
116. Fear Of The Unknown. 2/22/2006

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Best Poem of Graham Jones

Fear Of The Unknown.

I come now from those foreign places
Unknown to those with hidden faces
Bedecked and different, for them to leer
As one unknown, something to fear

Am I not I that you can see?
What is the fear you see in me?
This faceless one, that makes you quake
I hold no fear its what you make

Deceive yourself if that you may
And cringe from that which spells decay
I hold no terrors in these hands
I am but a vessel to unknown lands

There is nothing to fear but fear itself
Of what, the memory of love or wealth
You will take my hand, make no mistake

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Quid Pro Quo.

My love has gone forever, I know it to be true
I know I cannot face it, like so many others do
It sits inside me waiting, like some dead thing cast aside
It gnaws and picks around my heart, till theres nothing left inside

I feel as though I'm passing through, some dark and empty state
One minute full of sadness, and the next consumed by hate
I feel so sick and helpless, I don't know what to do
Oh! God please take the pain away, or help me see it through

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