Susan Alldred Lugton

Rookie - 365 Points (1946 / Dunedin New Zealand)

Susan Alldred Lugton Poems

41. Solitude 9/1/2015
42. My Home 1/23/2017
43. From Womb To Tomb 2/12/2017
44. From Womb To Tomb 2017 5/2/2017
45. Modern Romance! 9/25/2005
46. Friendship 10/1/2005
47. Softer Feelings 11/16/2005
48. A Chat 4/25/2006
49. Happiness, Illusion 9/23/2005
50. Sadness And Happiness 5/5/2007
51. 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
54. Competitiveness 7/26/2008
55. So Much For Chemistry 9/5/2005
56. Cursed Shame 11/3/2005
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. A Decision 7/13/2007
64. Risking My Soul 10/3/2005
65. Chrystallised Genes 9/22/2005
66. Grief 8/6/2008
67. Sleep Oh Blessed Sleep 9/13/2005

Comments about Susan Alldred Lugton

  • Rajnish Manga Rajnish Manga (11/14/2016 12:10:00 PM)

    I have read a couple of poems written by Susan Alldred Lugton and found then quite interesting and nicely carved. The subjects have been taken from our daily life and have been treated with aesthetic care. Her poetry presents a mosaic of different shades of human nature that one learns from experience. I wish her good health and many more years of creative writing.

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  • David Keig (4/19/2011 6:22:00 AM)

    please get in touch with me

    d xxx

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  • Michael Shepherd (5/24/2005 7:43:00 AM)

    Hi! As a silly-billy myself, loved your sillyness poem, and wanted to suggest:
    'so sweetly' for one of the 'completely' s; and
    in the last line 'for forty winks'...


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Best Poem of Susan Alldred Lugton


the resounding echo
to one’s new reality.
Existing in time,
without part of one’s heart;
on the edge of self pity.

the resounding echo
feeling, so surreal
Existing in time,
without part of one’s heart;
pain, deep, unable to feel.

the resounding echo
tolerating days,
Existing in time
without part of one’s heart;
the mistake for which one pays.

Read the full of Grief

Nothing To Fear

You are hiding my dear
because your are frightened,
What now,
when there is nothing to fear?

You are healing my dear
because your are wounded,
What now
when it's normal to be near?

You are better my dear
because your are cherished.
What now,
when your thoughts are again clear?