Susan Alldred Lugton Poems

Shame, that cursed killing shame,
cascading into flooding tears.
Feelings, it is me to blame.
shame, the knife, cutting that sears.
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Chemistry learned at school,
with the bunsen burner.
Then appeared a new rule,
a new type of burner.
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I dream of fairies
When I'm about to shatter.
I dream of fairies,
for they tell me I matter.
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Competitiveness;
the bane of our own existence.
When we let it go,
and we really know who we are,
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Their mother and fathers were too damaged to hear.
Their mothers and fathers were too busy to hear.
Their mothers and fathers were too depressed to hear.
Their little boys and girls were not allowed to cry,
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You are hiding my dear
because your are frightened,
What now,
when there is nothing to fear?
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The three forces of Eros,
bind us together.
Sexual, physical,
love, emotional,
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Alas she had thought,
death come to me.
My happiness gone,
no longer strong.
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Happiness, illusion,
born out of confusion,
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You meet,
and its sweet
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