Wayne Leon Learmond
Biography of Wayne Leon Learmond
Born in Liverpool 48 years ago, I have always held a fascination for words - especially words that rhyme. I am a 'Dark Writer', preferring to write about all things of a Supernatural or dark nature.
Most of my early work, that I have posted on here, and that I wrote many years ago, is quite light. But, I have always preferred to write dark, forboding, terror-filled pieces. When I am not writing I am THINKING about writing.
Wayne Leon Learmond's Works:
Never been published in print, although I have been published on-line.
Wayne Leon Learmond Poems
Television is the curse of the nation Feeding ignorance from station to station.
Depression (Like A Ten-Ton Truck)
Depression hits you Like a ten-ton truck. One minute you are down
Racism Eats you up inside. Plays upon
I'M Not An Alcoholic
Another battle with the bottle And this time I won't lose I sip this bottle of vodka Stopping when I choose
YOU! School Bully You who thinks you're hard.
Sweet Suicide Senerade
Sweet Suicide Serenade ...................
If I Could Die Tomorrow
If I Could Die Tomorrow ......................................
Don't ever think of Suicide Don't let it come to mind It never solves the mystery of the life you leave behind.
...I was formed Within this perfect space. I yawned.
For All Eternity
For All Eternity ..........................
He's just a drunkbeat downandout He don't care what people shout Crawling through the streets at night Looks through bins
The Devil Wears Denim
The Devil wears Denim Or so it's been said. He's updated himself
You know it's going to ring But what does it care? Seeing you tormented pulling at you're hair.
The Mists (Of You'Re Memories)
The fine mists come rolling over. And it is a fine
You know it's going to ring
But what does it care?
Seeing you tormented
pulling at you're hair.
It's lair is the table
Where the thing resides
And if it had an attitude
you should not be surprised.