Phil Soar Poems

I wandered off into the fog and lost my way back home
I walked three hundred metres and forgot my bloody phone
I couldn't call for help or ask someone to search for me
So I stopped beside a lamp post and then climbed a nearby tree
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The topics of my poems seem to range from good to bad
I've written about many things, since I was just a lad
From nature to life's many faults, and others in between
From paper plates and mass debates, and sights that I have seen
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Don't dwell on the past
Live for the day
Smile when you can
Don't look so grey
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And though there was no-one, nobody to see,
A voice from my past played a trick on me
I heard the sound of someone who had gone
Singing a line from our favourite song
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I thought I'd write a novel
But it seemed an epic task
A story of a bandit
In the west, who wore a mask
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I woke to find you lying there
Your Body formed and arch of sorts
Curves so perfect led me to
A place under your shorts
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Who knows how much we love them,
Or loved them in times past,
A love for every time of year,
A love that always lasts;
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You can be completely empty of emotion on a day
But seeing just those wagging tails can make emotions stray
And then I’d bet a great big smile, will spread across your face
And the welcome home you get from dogs will fill that empty space
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The mountain stream was crystal clear
Flowing water passing by at speed
Pouring from above, where snow is melting
Refreshing as it moves at pace from where it lay
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