Susan Alldred Lugton
Susan Alldred Lugton Poems
|42.||From Womb To Tomb||2/12/2017|
|43.||From Womb To Tomb 2017||5/2/2017|
|49.||Sadness And Happiness||5/5/2007|
|50.||The Three Forces Of Eros||10/8/2005|
|52.||Nothing To Fear||9/9/2005|
|53.||Little Boys And Girls Who Were Not Allowed To Cry||3/5/2009|
|55.||So Much For Chemistry||9/5/2005|
|57.||The Best Place To Play||11/11/2005|
|58.||I Dream Of Fairies||9/13/2005|
|59.||Cursed Shame Reviewed||11/4/2005|
|60.||The New Morality Its Called Infidelity||10/3/2005|
|61.||Their Little Girl||9/5/2005|
|62.||Phantasy And Imagination By (Ted Hughes)||10/8/2005|
|63.||Risking My Soul||10/3/2005|
|67.||Sleep Oh Blessed Sleep||9/13/2005|
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They came together in love,
They did not know,
that a baby might grow
from that intimate night
where passions fuelled without a fight.
Duality emerged so desperate,
two histories separate.
A child had began to form,
so different from the norm.
From humans, two of a kind,
with shared, brilliant mind.
Their bodies created something,
a person not a nothing.
Ten tiny toes and feet,
struggling to compete,
in that wilderness of places,
called earth, full of empty spaces.
Perhaps they should not have done it, ...
Their Little Girl
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
I'm home again please let me in.
They waited till the morn that May.
that sad and lonely day.
No sign of that loved little girl,