Biography of Poetry Guy
Some of my poems are about me and my life and the people in it. Some of them are fictional. I know which Is which and the people in my life know. And thats enough for me.
Poetry Guy Poems
Shapes; That become letters. Letters;
Power Of The Sun
The lonliness of the night, Is matched by the emptiness of my bed. The emptiness of my heart,
We had trust, but I blew it I said things I didnt mean Said I'd do things I had no intention of doing But intentions dont matter when trust has been smashed.
You fall for her with all that you are, your heart, body and soul are hers. But hers arent her's to give,
Why do things happen the way they do? Why do I act the way I do?
Dreams Of Success
You make me feel like I can do anything, Theres no barriers when I'm with you, Theres no limits to what I can acheive.
I make assumptions. I make stupid wrong assumptions. I see faults where there arent any. I assume the worst.
The page remains a blank Ideas, half formed, Wont reach the pen.
I only knew you for 23 years, That wasn't long enough. Life conspired to take you from us;
Angels are supposed to be blonde with blue eyes. I think I found the only one with brown hair, And brown eyes so deep I could drown in them.
I remember long days in the summer, Snow in the winter. Christmas was a time of magic, Birthdays something to look forward to.
What Really Matters?
We like our cars, We love our 52'' plasma tvs. We need our three holidays a year,
Working overtime for 12 months To save the money for two weeks in the sun Passport, tickets, suntan cream, All this waiting isnt fun.
Eye contact starts it, From across the room the stare holds, Two people oblivious to the world, Their everything rests in the others eyes.
Voices Of Angels
The voice I hear is nothing special
The faintest trace of an accent
The flattening of the vowels that belies their origins.
One is adult, fully grown
The other is young, excitement and innocence in equal measure
But this is how angels sound
And this is heaven.