Susan Alldred Lugton Poems

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
the place where I can dream,
of all that I do need
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Grief,
the resounding echo
to one’s new reality.
Existing in time,
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They came together in love,
chrystallised genes.
They did not know,
that a baby might grow
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If I dared to let someone in
perhaps it might damage my soul.
My fear, would I then be whole?
I muse a little, but who knows,
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He loved her and she loved him,
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him, she gnawed him she sucked
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A decision made
after long years of doubt.
Killed off inside.
life’s pleasures locked out.
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The new morality,
It's called infidelity.
Sex just a commodity,
universal disloyalty.
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She waved her tiny hand that day,
and went outside to play.
As darkness came and chill set in,
they could not hear her footsteps say
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Shame, that cursed killing shame,
cascading into flooding tears.
Feelings, is it me to blame?
Shame, the knife that cuts, that sears.
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The best space to play
is in one's own mind,
that curious place
where we all can say
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