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beckie d and the poetry
Poems
Oct 2020
Lady
I pondered the thought of insanity
Taking the time to weigh it all up
Feeling the pressure of all consequence
Should I slip up
I began to sift through old recordings
Stashed away in the hope of amnesia
I dusted them off, anticipating
But ready to begin
For in those broken hours formed a lady
Designed by an autistic artist
Those flaws seemed so beautifully *****
Bringing flowers and gifts to her room
I recognised her face in the photograph
Much more dusty than ever before
For the life of me I could not remember her name
She was gorgeous
I endeavoured to find out her meaning
Her purpose, her lifestyle, her goals
In reality, she never knew me
Oh, but I knew her!
Scratching below layer upon layer
Stumbling numb towards truth
Wanting so much, all those flowers
And gifts in her room
For in those broken hours formed a lady
A woman romantically perfumed
Weaving in and out of insanity
Yet, always in truth
the memories of the life of a woman
#lady
#memories
#photographs
#insanity
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