jane solanrobertson

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jane solanrobertson Poems

1. Getting Ready 1/30/2008
2. The Smile Of Summer 1/30/2008
3. Our Goodbye 1/31/2008
4. Indelible Image 1/30/2008
5. Magic Box 1/31/2008
6. Take Care 1/31/2008
7. Brown-Eyed Daddy 1/31/2008
8. Little One 1/31/2008
9. The Party 1/31/2008
10. Stories Of You 1/31/2008
11. Too Late Now 1/31/2008
12. Memory 1/31/2008
13. Us 1/31/2008
14. Perfect 1/31/2008
15. Stone Love 2/2/2008
16. Single Parenthood - A Profile 2/2/2008
17. A Time Known As Christmas 2/2/2008
18. Butterfly Heart 1/31/2008
19. Figment Man 2/2/2008
20. Small Talk 2/2/2008
21. The Journey 2/4/2008
22. Pipe - Dream 2/4/2008
23. Making Do 2/4/2008
24. The Window 2/4/2008
25. Every Dog Has Her Day 2/9/2008
26. The Day I Went Shopping (And Got More Than I Bargained For) 2/9/2008
27. Little Darlings 2/9/2008
28. Burning Heart 2/9/2008
29. Sweet Little Me 2/9/2008
30. Hell Sprawls 2/9/2008
31. Tantrum 2/10/2008
32. Another Life 2/10/2008
33. Man Behind The Mask 2/11/2008
34. Shrouded Black 2/11/2008
35. Grown-Ups 2/13/2008
36. Unemployment Shame 1/31/2008
37. House For Sale 1/31/2008
38. Mother Figure 1/31/2008
39. Dark Night 1/31/2008
40. Beautiful 1/31/2008

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Best Poem of jane solanrobertson

The Literary Curse

My head is full of 'something',
I wonder if I'll burst-
I get the weidest feeling
That somehow I've been cursed.
I feel it brimming over
Into ever-increasing surges
And know I must make sense of
These strange creative urges.
They ooze out onto paper
To relieve a frantic mind,
So many thoughts deciphered
Into words I have to find.
Outbreak turns to outlet
And a gradual release
Of emotions somehow channelled
Into a literary piece.
The tremors are subsiding
I'm in remission, I know it
From this sickness, the price I pay
For being born A ...

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The Smile Of Summer

The first young breath of Summer
Is all it takes
And I'm falling through the years.
Fragments of a life
That left their mark on a weary face
Are condensed into nothing.
Together again!
Our bodies are entwined in the tickling grass,
And the brilliance of the dancing churchyard sun

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