Marie381Uk

Joined March 2020

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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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I think I Still Got It (Sort Of)
I think I Still Got It (Sort Of) My knees now creak like haunted doors, I grunt just bending down for drawers. I sneeze and it’s a gamble, friend.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Death By Sharing Too Much identity out there on the WWW
Death By Sharing Too Much identity She wrote like silence breaking glass sharp and spare, nothing dressed words that cut and didn’t bleed
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Before You Ended Me
Before You Ended Me You pulled at my sanity, like you were pulling the petals from a rose. I wouldn’t be bought or used,
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Letter Came on a Thursday
The Letter Came on a Thursday The letter came on a Thursday It sat in the pile like it belonged A plain envelope his solicitors name in the corner.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
No One Saw this Coming
No One Saw this Coming I didn’t plan to stay long just show my face, drink the free fizz smile for the photos Then go home alone.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Shame Behind the Doors
The Shame Behind the Doors We don’t say much at gatherings, just pass the plates, nod at the past, a glance too long and something shifts,
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Not The Jealous Type
Not The Jealous Type She isn’t the jealous type, he said, tying his tie with hands that had touched someone else that morning
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Fighting Neighbours
Fighting Neighbours You moan at us for the banging doors, we however say nowt about your barking dog. You reported our television sound too high,
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Soon There Will Be Buntings Out
Soon There Will Be Buntings Out Soon there will be buntings out strung from porch to post, no doubt and paper stars in windows bright
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Corona Virus
The Corona Virus The corona deep fills many hearts with fear. I fear for myself and those I love. The reason that I fear for myself is that I catch everything that’s going. I had a theory, and until today, I have kept it to myself. So now let’s throw the baby out with the bathwater.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Writers
Where Did Our Time Go To?
No Lifetime Ahead. Where did time go Yesterday being old was a lifetime away. Now today there is no lifetime a head, just fear of death, along side memories of us two
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Little Orphan Daisy
Little Orphan Daisy They called her Daisy but no one said it gently She waited by doors that didn’t open She asked the sky
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets

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I think I Still Got It (Sort Of)

Death By Sharing Too Much identity out there on the WWW

Before You Ended Me

The Letter Came on a Thursday

No One Saw this Coming

The Shame Behind the Doors

Not The Jealous Type

Fighting Neighbours

Soon There Will Be Buntings Out

The Corona Virus

Where Did Our Time Go To?

Little Orphan Daisy

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