Stephen Pennell Poems
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I stood by a statue, alone on a beach
A picture was taken for a keep sake
That picture was used as a profile update
It was seen my a woman who wanted to meet
If I knew then the hurt it would later create
I would have deleted that picture and saved me the hate
As such a self centered woman you would not like to meet.
Stolen For Mum
The grass shimmers in the afternoon sun.
The gentle breeze blowing a thousand seed heads, Like tiny cobwebs across the sea of sky blue blue bells.
Bee's bob and weave between flowers collecting the prized nectar.
Nettles guard the forrest path like Green clad soldiers protecting the sea of blue from the army of tiny hands ready to pick flowers for a mothers bouquet