Laura Cummings

Rookie (Friday 16th October 1987 / Alexander Hospital, Redditch.)

Laura Cummings Poems

1. Imagination 11/1/2005
2. Desperation 8/13/2005
3. Humble Pie 9/12/2005
4. Nothing New 8/13/2005
5. Stalked 7/4/2005
6. Typing To Hard 7/6/2005
7. She Had No Choice 6/5/2006
8. Dead To The World 9/27/2006
9. Sleeping Together 10/1/2006
10. Cry 11/27/2006
11. Hello? 4/15/2007
12. Reflections 12/29/2007
13. Bedtime Stories 1/18/2008
14. L'Amour 3/3/2009
15. Washing Clean Tomorow 7/22/2010
16. I Hate / I Love 3/3/2009
17. Behind The Steering Wheel. 11/25/2005
18. Too Much Free Time Now 6/27/2005
19. Glass Walls 9/27/2006
20. Ghetto 8/13/2005
21. Never Improving Always The Same 6/27/2005
22. What's The Word? 11/1/2005
23. ? 1/18/2008
24. Lavender Embrace 5/23/2007
25. Me And You 12/27/2007
26. The Cry 12/29/2007
27. Self-Righteous Suicide 3/21/2006
28. Emotions Raw 8/13/2005
29. Bad Luck 8/13/2005
30. Walls To Be Broken 4/23/2005
31. Jaxda 5/4/2005
32. Running. 5/12/2005
33. Life 5/4/2005
34. The Way The Wind Blows. 5/18/2005
35. My Old China Doll. 5/18/2005
36. Nightmare In Truth 5/4/2005
37. Behind Tired Eyes 4/25/2005
38. Ultimo Momenti Come Un Spinster, Primi Momenti, Tua Sposa. 3/19/2009
39. Bad W Riting 7/4/2005
40. This Is My Last Goodbye 4/29/2005

Comments about Laura Cummings

  • Michael Shepherd (12/28/2008 7:15:00 AM)

    Laura -
    I hope you won't stop writing poetry - though sometimes a break brings it back with more power..

    Michael

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  • Gary Scott Gebert Gary Scott Gebert (3/18/2005 10:52:00 AM)

    I enjoyed the poem very much. What you stated is surely true.

    Gary Scott Gebert

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Best Poem of Laura Cummings

A Poem To Jack

I was snooping around my mates lap,
And his name was Jack,
What was found there,
Can only be described,
As two big biscuits and a shortcake.
The smell to each was distinct to its own,
And can never be replicated.
O Jack why did you leave me,
I thought forever we would be,
I only wanted a biscuit after dribbling on your knee.

Read the full of A Poem To Jack

Running.

Running away from adulthood,
Being chased by points of authority,
Not understanding,
Still seeing and hearing to much for innocent eyes,
Running away from adulthood,
Being rushed, being pushed into adulthood,
I dont feel ready,
Being chased by points of authority,
I dont know what I'm thinking,