Owen Nicholls

Joined May 2021

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I have worked in the IT industry for over 30 years. Poetry grabbed my attention at an early age when I was going to elocution lessons and my teacher found that reading out poetry was perhaps the best method.

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Coffee Mirror
Are you what you drink? A 2SM*, Ready in an instant and a great all rounder. A flat white, level headed and straight forward.
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
WHen a Muse Fails to Call
Come on fingers move, Brain get into that groove. I know there is an epic there, The world is waiting for me to share. Words I know,
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Nice Guys Finish Last
The meek shall inherit the Earth So they say, But nice guys will finish last. Alas in its way a truism. However I feel sorry
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
The Locket
It began as symbol of our love This heart shaped locket. Containing a secret. Like Pandora’s box If ever opened Would have dire consequences.
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
The Humanist
I aspire to be a humanist I am not there yet. I try to live by the axiom. “That the world should be a better place that I have lived”
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Tis the Season
Tis’ the season They do say. With a smile Full of teeth and crinkles. Assuming all is merry and bright. However for far too many
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Hope in Humanity
I have hope in humanity. To believe in the best We all have within ourselves. My hope diminishes. As I open the door and see,
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Soul Touch
We’ve looked into each other’s eyes Plumbed the depths of our souls. Felt them spiral up towards heaven. As we reached ecstatic heights.
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Ying Yang of Tears
Tears come to your eyes, At the wail of a new life Entering the world. Smiles bend our face, At the sound a gurgling laugh.
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Life Is
Blue is the colour of the sky, Not your heart. Red is the colour of love, Not what your eyes should see. Pain is part of life.
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets
Colours of the Mind
The thought of colours Dance through my mind. Flashes of pink Sky Blue and earthy browns. Greens of trees walking through a dappled forest
By Owen Nicholls5 years ago in Poets

Owen Nicholls

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Coffee Mirror

WHen a Muse Fails to Call

Nice Guys Finish Last

The Locket

The Humanist

Tis the Season

Hope in Humanity

Soul Touch

Ying Yang of Tears

Life Is

Colours of the Mind

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