Matthew Holloway Poems

Insomnia strikes again
Unlike lighting it hits multiple times
Leaving the woken soul
Staring up into the dark
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Why do we do this to ourselves
Writers, poets, songsmiths
Striping our souls bare, naked
Across a page beyond vulnerable
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I proffered my heart and love
to you once, twice, you declined
My heart ached, retreated
hurt, wounded, limping away
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Never could a word be said
To discolour your beauty
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Of all that’s beautiful
To begin there is you
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the sun rises to greet the morning
the ground dew only winters thaw
soft to the touch of the hand
leaves and flowers spread out
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A day at the beach
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the sun reflections danced in the sea
seagulls squawked overhead
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A crown of flowers
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I don a crown of flowers
To mask the sorrow inside
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A poem for your eyes
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I watch in your eyes
my own dreams reflected
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You are the missing song to my heart
The eternal beauty of which I dream
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