Marilyn Shepperson

Rookie (4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

Marilyn Shepperson Poems

161. Tears On The Face Of A Man 10/5/2006
162. It Could Only Happen In Cornwall 10/27/2006
163. Twelve Little Daffodils 10/12/2006
164. Starlings 10/3/2006
165. The Dragons' Christmas 9/14/2006
166. Two Inquisitive People 9/27/2006
167. The Apothecary's Shop 10/2/2006
168. A Masquerade 10/10/2006
169. A Tile 1/12/2007
170. A Log Fire 1/17/2007
171. A Walk Of Trees 9/25/2006
172. A Nightmare? 9/20/2006
173. Aber Falls 9/14/2006
174. There's No Such Thing As Ghosts? 9/14/2006
175. You Passed The Time 8/3/2006
176. Childhood Is Past 8/7/2006
177. The Spirit 8/1/2006
178. A Horse Chesnut Tree 9/22/2006
179. The Sword 2/23/2007
180. Just Another Storm Poem 8/21/2006
181. A Moonlit Night 8/9/2006
182. Autumn Evening 9/2/2006
183. Poetry 10/2/2006
184. Being Helpful 9/11/2006
185. Power 10/12/2006
186. Contemplating Suicide 5/26/2009
187. Late Evening In The Village 9/20/2006
188. Killing Fields 9/29/2006

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Killing Fields

The fighting is over, the battle is won
Overhead the crows are gathering
The dead lay like a grisly carpet
Those not dead groan or cry and pray softly
Worst of all is the heart rending whimpering
Of men knowing they are about to die and are afraid
The victors celebrate in the great hall
With drink and food in plenty
Raising glasses to the glorious dead
What's glorious about it?
The losers, in chains, sit bemused
Trying to work out where they went wrong
Exhausted horses in the stables
Stand with heads hanging low
To tired to eat, barely able to ...

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The Spirit

Where I was I do not know
But I saw him standing there
Still time did ebb and flow
Yet time had no meaning there
It stil has none; that space in time
Could have been yesterday or years ago
But he had his arms around another girl
That was not me; I knew her not
He kissed her lips, so unaware

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