Nell Sheridan Poems

This Cell
Five foot wide only this room extends,
Six foot long this barren room it ends,
A windowless hell of pure stagnation,
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Grounded

The water ripples gently, the trees, reflected with perfection,
I wonder how and why, my life, ever landed amidst this intersection,
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Beautiful yet elusive, she walks, beside him indefinitely,
No other woman, could accompany him, so completely,
She holds him firm, in
the face of oppositional
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This kiss, the simplest of affections, made my world dissolve, only you remained in the
longest moment,

Every kiss dissolves what
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Seven Sins of Relationships
There are but, seven deadly sins,to any existingrelationship,
Yes seven sins, to be avoided, if you value your companionship,
Stay with me, whilst we list, factorsinhibiting emotional tranquility,
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Broken

I see the silence of your heart, it is vivid in your mannerisms, contrary to your intended portrayal,
I see the shadow of escaping trust, the inward battle so sadly projected,extended effort it does entail,
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A mother grieves, the inevitable loss of her unborn baby devastating,
She feels cheated, of the experiences lost while patiently waiting,
The lost potential, is paramount in the process of this grief,
Those well intentioned, words of comfort offer little relief,
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Beauty Dissuaded
Society is lost, hooked on imagery, existing in a cavalcade of false presentation,
Selective images, the approved look, glamorous and seeking fraudulent attention,
Your different, you tell me, so now let's take a close up look at your statement,
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On a dark cold night, while the rest of the world, was peacefully sleeping,
A solitary young woman, a precious newborn, their lives were entwining,
Those baby blue eyes, that midnighthair, as he lay resting upon her chest,
The softest skin, with little baby wrinkles, who would have guessed? ,
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This mirror reflects thereality, defiance pointless, a mere impression the only remanent,
Etched within my soul, lifelong experiences, each one efficaciously ardent,
I show many signs, of old age, my well earned, battle wounds,
Characteristically profound, this war against age, overtly it consumes,
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