Lesley Merrin Poems

Despairing, the rain reflects my mood,
I wander aimlessly looking for shelter,
A sign catches my eye,
ART GALLERY.
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The purple cyclamens bloom.
She's not there to tend them:
They grow awry
Not cultivated as before.
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I wrote this poem when a girl at my school got beaten up by other girls after daring to go for a night out to another village near her own.

I left the house looking for fun
My mum shouted out 'Don't be long.'
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My son is tall and handsome,
My heart he tries to break
By staying out all night.
'Oh for Heaven's sake........'
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The missing piece, found.
Relieved.
It clicked into place
It made the picture whole, complete.
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Yesterday she committed suicide

Barrier tape everywhere,
What did she have to fear?
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Blush Red with lips a tingle
The passionate kiss we shared.

Silver baubles on the tree
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