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Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
What do you fear?

Deep down in the part of you that you never show

That  slithers, seeking through your dreams
Leaving you moaning softly  in your sleep trapped shroud

Grasping your heart with sharp ended talons

Running bony fingers up and down your spine
in those moments of unconscious reality

What do you fear?

That you bury deep and deny without knowing

That whispers unheard in your conscious thought
Thrilling your scraped bare nerves in the small quiet hours

Returning to scatter your comfort to the jaws of bone cold dread
Taking pieces of your certainty back to its lair to gnaw upon


Look in the mirror...




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Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
Ah, but I do see

I glimpse what you allow


My veils are of your making
My blindness built by you

I cannot see what you cannot bear to show



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And now it's a trilogy!
Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
You think that you are safe

That I can't tear and devour your heart
Spitting it back to you
Piece by ****** piece

Leaving you groping in your perfectly blinded sight
for the why

Too late for questions



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Never tried a sequel before - curious to know if the two poems work together and if each one stands alone?  Comments would be really appreciated as I am just learning.
Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
I know you don't see
Me here in the shadow
You have never seen me at all

Know this -

I am waiting

Watching


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Trying something a bit darker
Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
Its not the grand gestures
the media storms
the heroic deeds
that define a life

It's the everyday
the unnoticed
the ordinary commonplace
that play the part

Your stubborn temper
your quick laugh
your love of family
and how much you enjoyed shopping in discount stores

All the things that drove us crazy when you were here
We smile about
and miss now you are gone

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Sometimes being a hero simply means living your life
Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
I don't know how to say this
So I'll let the words fall out
I'm unhappy and I'm scared
Never thought I'd have this doubt

I feel we've disconnected
That we are parting ways
I want to share the same path
Not make my own to a different place

I feel that you don't notice me
Don't know me anymore
We don't have conversations
I'm met with silence when I talk

I know for sure you love me
But don't know if that's enough
I don't know if you are happy
With our lives; your life; with us

I want to share me with you
Need to know you want that too
Don't want to carry on like this
Treading water; me and you

I'm so afraid to have this talk
I'm so scared that we'll find
That our paths are now too far apart
No longer intertwined

How the hell did did we get here? ..........

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Sandra Hughes Jun 2014
My dog has written a poem
She penned it with her paws
She sends emails and closes documents
By licking my laptop with her big slobbery tongue!

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Just playing around with a different style
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