SarahJane Platt

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I cannot write a sonnet; it's too hard
To put such barriers around my brain
And thus I find my efforts often marred
Although I rephrase again and again
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What if this were my final chance to say goodbye?
Awake one morning to find myself a fugitive,
Feeling bad because this is the end.
Would the words give you piece of mind? Small
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Dark outside, dark inside,
Got to wonder 'have I died? '
Can't sleep, can't think,
Can't rationalise a thing,
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'Together Forever'
Was how it was to be
Forgetting Us never
Our futures held the key
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Go into the city to hide from the crowds,
Escape from the silence; it's much much too loud.
Bury your soul in a graveyard of cares,
Try not to flinch from the hate in their stares,
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Get silence in your head,
And then set the voices free,
Live in permanent despair,
Misery is too happy.
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With the sky turning orange
You load up your syringe
And you shoot up right into the heart
Lying back in surrender
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Elegantly tall and slim
The face a cool façade
Of competence; no-one sees in
The world is far too hard
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My bus pass came today
I got it through the post
I take the bus 'bout every day
More frequently than most.
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Darkness falls and I wait behind the curtain of the Night
There's an ache in my heart and a chill in my soul
I can't wait to do what's right.
I'd cry for you
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11.

Bees
Buzz and zoom around all day
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VIVAT IN PACE

New parents celebrate their precious child's birth
Whilst people are turned into ashes and earth
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Here's to the Dads.

We could see it from the start
Those dual lines pierced our hearts
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To Livy
Sometimes I lie awake at night and listen to you sleep
Your innocence right now, my child, is what I yearn to keep
In thirteen weeks you've learned so much, yet have so much to learn
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To Ellie
Sometimes I listen through your door
To your grumbling soliloquy
You murmur and snuffle and sing, then silence
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My Soul Hurts

He used to be my soulmate, my one and only.
We laughed in sync; we were the pieces to a two-piece puzzle.
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In Pursuit Of The Sonnet

I cannot write a sonnet; it's too hard
To put such barriers around my brain
And thus I find my efforts often marred
Although I rephrase again and again
I cannot write a sonnet though I try
Through day and night, through winter, into spring
And even though I have no reason why
A ten-syllable line my thoughts won't bring.
But now I wonder just what is so great
About this 'iambic pentameter'?
And am almost resigned that it's my fate
That from the sonnet form I should defer
Yet, having spent so long in search of one
T'would be a shame if it should not be done

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