Biography of Stuart Doggett
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Stuart Doggett Poems
Love is about the woman lying next to you in bed, Love is about the person living inside your head, Love is about succeeding in always being there, Love is about retreating from that other woman’s stare,
Its white is for surrender, The colour of its fear, Hidden by the muscle That lies within its shell.
Alone again, the quiet descends, A quiet within where feelings once bloomed, A garden untended for years upon end, Weeds have set in, destroyed, consumed.
Behind The Waterfall
Words tumble Soundlessly Endlessly Pushing back
The shields that hide the shadows Shine brightly in the light, Reflecting all the questions That come from watching eyes,
Asking Questions Of The Aliens
Hello new found strangers, You look so much like me! Where did you come from And what are you doing here?
Burning, burning, Wire down my spine. Searing, searing, Drive out the pain inside.
More work. Less fun. More money. More buying.
Dreams Of Hope
Dreams of life to set me free, Dreams for all eternity, A light to hold the hand that falls, A light to guide all weary souls,
To know, To love, The hidden inner flame. To burn,
Fields Of Green
Through closed eyes I see as if in a dream. Toes dabble in sunshine’s full of sky,
I see myself, Every flaw and every fracture, I am riddled with them, Underpinning my world.
Picture Of Us
I see you there before me, I see us touching skin, I see your seductive smile, I close my eyes just wishing.
Swimming in the words you said And things you make me feel, Answers bouncing round my mind, Penned in by bars of steel.
Bound With String
I am the puppet master,
Life flows from my hands.
I am the puppet of the master,
Trapped in puppet lands.
Hide behind the mask,
Pick up the puppet strings,
Hands clutch at my strings,
Pull me different ways,