Steven Baldry

Joined August 2017

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I have been writing Poetry since I was a teenager. Now in my late thirties I enjoy it more than ever. I find it a wonderful release and it helps me to free my mind and understand myself and my emotions.

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My Own Worst Enemy
Own Worst Enemy. They say bad things they happen... They happen in three’s. I wish that someone could of told this year that...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Within Their Eyes...
Within Their Eyes... When the glass feels half empty. The Race too far to run. When there’s no Wind to blow within my Sail.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day. There are love songs on the radio... Endless amorous adverts on the TV. 50 Shades of Grey posters all around.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
The Ghosts of Girlfriends Past
The Ghosts of Girlfriends past. It was not Midnight on Christmas Eve... But it was as strange as Dickens classic... And just as hard to Believe.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
How I Am, I Will Stay
How I am, I will stay. I used to contemplate a soul mate... To turn me to love from all hate. I thought I needed someone before it was too late.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Love Is Real
LOVE is REAL. It feels so long since I came undone... Ever since that day I’ve been so far from the sun. But today as the light beams through the blinds.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
As I Look Around
As I Look Around. As I look around through my ageing eyes. There is very little these days that takes me by surprise.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Communicate, Appreciate & Validate
Communicate, appreciate & validate. How many times have you heard... "I need just one last time." "To say all the unsaid..."
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
If I Could, I Would
If I could, I would. Nothing is real, if you don’t believe in who you are. I didn’t believe in myself anymore. My pride was Shattered with all that I was sure of...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Eade's Story
This morning when my alarm went off at 5am. I felt a bit sorry for myself in the sense that I had to get out of bed and leave my daughter Tehya at home all snug under the warm cosy covers at my Dad's while I set off in the dark for Heathrow Airport to collect a friend.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Humans
Something Better...
The Christmas decorations, Are coming down... As the lights seem to fade. Into the distance, As this year's memories...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
The Promise of New Year's Eve
As the Christmas fantasy begins to fade... Our children play on regardless... In the dream that we made. As we the adults look on ahead with inquisitive apprehension.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets

Steven Baldry

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My Own Worst Enemy

Within Their Eyes...

Valentine's Day

The Ghosts of Girlfriends Past

How I Am, I Will Stay

Love Is Real

As I Look Around

Communicate, Appreciate & Validate

If I Could, I Would

Eade's Story

Something Better...

The Promise of New Year's Eve

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