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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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A WALK IN THE PARK

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Trees of beauty growing wild a family tanning with a little child weather fabulous lovely and mild bushes trimmed and beautifully styled. Dogs of all sizes chasing balls the fun fair is out, with candy floss stalls Green keeper busy, doing his rounds fish ponds cloudy, bubbling sounds. A blissful place on a beautiful day the smell of cut grass, the aroma will stay picnics everywhere, buzzing bees waving them off towards the trees blankets full of tasty delights dad and son playing toy fights. couples hugging, kids in pools Authorities present using their tools. beautiful land full of green it has to be appreciated, has to be seen. BEAUTIFUL SIGHTS Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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A WALK IN THE PARK.

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White flowers growing wild loving the weather especially mild. Mums with buggies in the park babies with bottles hitting the mark. Dogs of all sizes chasing a ball some are tiny others are tall. Green keeper busy doing his rounds fish ponds cloudy out of bounds. Blissful place park benches full a maintenance man using his tool. Picnics laid time to eat get some rest put up your feet. Its time to go the kids are sad toddlers sleepy carried by dad. A day in the park is what you need so visit one soon its priceless indeed.
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SUN SHINE DAYS.

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After a long cold winter its nice to see the sun in its glory it makes you feel free. The heat is better shrubbery starts to grow we all go crazy to the garden centre we go. The barbies are fizzling the aroma is cool moistened mouths  makes you drool. t shirts and shorts with the odd Jesus sandals wearing your socks facing the scandals. Semi clad folks burning under the sun screaming and shouting all having fun. Tots with sun hats protected from the rays splashing in pools by the heat of the days. Dogs puffing and panting the heat is their pest jumping in lakes trying their best. Three days of sunshine not a cloud in sight a wonderful summer glorious and bright. Who needs abroad when we have weather like this save all your money the travel you wont miss. The question on our lips is will it last? it makes people happy we all have a blast.
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THE ONLY WAY THEY KNOW.

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Born to a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights we live in fear wondering when it will come this isn't a dream or fairytale fighting for the last crumb. Children nearly as young as five carrying weapons to kill no teachers to teach them civility keenly craving for blood to spill. Parents in jail or not around no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion it appears whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know or care just statistics to quote in the news as hatred grows in every child. fighting of physical abuse. Safe in our own little domain forgetting reality in the streets carnage and disdain every day. you don't get a tab or receipt. todays youth, neglected each day brushed under the carpet "oh well" never h...
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CHILDREN OF WAR.

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Born in a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights in fear wondering when it will come not living in a fairy tale far from a beating drum. Children as young as five carrying weapons to kill education not an option edging for blood to spill. Parents in jail or dead no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know just statistics to quote as the hatred feeds to grow. We are all to blame safe in our own little World forgetting whats really going on while carnage and fighting unfurled. Look around what do you see? the youth ,going nowhere brushed under the carpet in a place were life isn't fair. CHILDREN OF WAR Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkou...
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