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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.

TO DIE AND LIVE AGAIN.

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Delicate flowers swaying freely amid a windy backdrop slight protection behind a broken wall being saved by stone sunshine opening buds swollen by the heat desperate to bloom petals still strong newly formed. Morning dew evident now splattered on the wall flowers now grouped feeling stronger in numbers wind dying down aroma in the air flowers now still content, happy closing for the night ready to face another day. Birds pecking at petals bees buzzing around pollen flowers dying down turning brown determined to grow again seeds carried for miles by hungry birds or blown by the wind landing in another place sheltered, protected Spring comes again flowers now in growth spreading more joy cascading colors beauty beyond scope in an empty space now filled with brightness admired by passers by. springtime Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RAN...

A WALK IN THE PARK.

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.

A LONELY FLOWER.

How did this beautiful flower grow? among-st  the bracken and thickened snow pert and proud in barren land amazed how such a miracle stands. All alone a singular treat void of emotion, treacherous feet carried by songbirds from a warmer clime ignorant of wastage and sealed by its prime. Glowing so colourful sweet smell of perfume avoiding the vases of humanities front room grow old my flower be erect and assured Carry the torch of environments cured. Warm up my life and make me alive bloom for eternity, germinate, survive seed for the pleasure and love that you give grow for the goodness and promise me “live”. It goes to show you do not have to have Superpowers to survive!!
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