Phil Soar Poems

If I was ever lost for words, the tears would flow
That fountain in my mind would soon dry up
How terrible, if filling it again would be so slow
And the only aid I had was just a cup
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The Orange blossom on the trees
Brings me down upon my knees
Makes me smile
Makes me glad
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Hark, I hear a maiden calling
Shouting from the turrets up above
Her long blonde hair is dangling down and falling
I think that I am falling deep in love
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It may not be your cup of tea
to read these written words by me
whether from the UK or across the sea
I write them down for you, for free
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I walk through life oblivious to the hurt and pain
Crossing over borders, I miss the turmoil
Working my way through clouds of smoke and guns
I stall a while and wonder why I am so impervious to it
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Could you live underground with a rabbit for a neighbour?
Could you pick up a fungus and say it had flavour?
Can you wander the woods and be stunned by it's trees?
Can you scratch like a hedgehog, with plenty of fleas?
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Thousands gathering on a beach
Just to catch the sun and sea
Why they think it's within reach
Really seems to bother me
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Our lives have many twists and turns
And troubles are seldom few
There are things in life for which we yearn
But never will come true
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On a quest to climb a mountain
I staggered up a hill
I reached the top and gasped for breath
I really felt quite ill
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