Penni Currie Poems

Lost
not knowing where you are
Lost
are friends near or far
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'Lay down my Lord, give me your staff
your rod, your life'
'But nay, I will give you my body
but my life I keep for myself.
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Then the angel came and said
'look up my child, do not be afraid.
Look into the light, for what is revealed
is only the reflection of your inner self.
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In the dark, dark night
I dream of you.
United in flight,
we escaped the human zoo.
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The white hot pain of emptiness
that burns so deep within
The vortex of ever growing lonliness
crawling across the skin.
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The fading sun, the fading light
Hastening on to mid-winter night
The bracken turning rufous red
The hedgehog to his winter bed
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In my head I have a dream
a dream where happy people go
In my head I have a dream
A dream that no-one really knows.
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* note this poem was originally drawn on a large canvas in all different colours and metallics in long meandering swirls and the page had to be continually turned round and round to follow the narrative. It was all different sizes and styles of font and It was embellished with butterflies, flowers, paisley patterns and assorted symbols*

Lights, bright lights, coloured lights, flashing, swirling, floating, dying. Rushing through my head. I swirl in and out. I float so high on the noises that are never said. Reds and greens, pinks and blues, mixing and merging together. Androgynous beings, being. Here, now, alive. Perhaps, well maybe never, someday, one day you'll say, 'I love you, love you, love you', and mean it. My heart is beating, beating regularly but it's held together with elastic bands. Sometimes they get too tight, and cut in.
No matter how hard we try, it doesn't ease the pain.
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The feelings inside
the feelings I hide
The pain
and the hurt
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