Steven Pottle
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“Battles”A Poem by Steven PottleTip toe silently through the dried cracked fields Not wanting to disturb your fellow fighters Not wanting to wake your foe Everyone says goodbye e.. |
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“Happy New Year”A Poem by Steven Pottle“Happy new year?”Rushing aboutNothing achieved What is the point to this resented life?Stressed headsBitten nailsWhy do we go from where w.. |
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“Is Anyone There?”A Poem by Steven PottleI couldn’t sleep…should I even be sleeping?I’m still not sure as my eyes hit a dull blank wallI stare into the dark nightHoping for.. |
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\"Surrounded By Mountains\"A Poem by Steven PottleThe skyline is divided by the vast land rising And the sunshine cannot find the time to shine The lack of daylight takes some getting used to&hellip.. |
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\"If\"A Poem by Steven PottleIf I could speed across the city to shelter you from another downpour, Then you know that I would be there If I could leap into action every time y.. |
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�Strictly Dumb Dancing�A Poem by Steven PottleThis town makes mountains out of molehills You can feel the brewing drama thick in the air Trying to hide the depression of a situation under a clin.. |
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�Another Late Train�A Poem by Steven PottleSitting waiting at another delayed station “Balham, this is Balham” can be heard outside I stare at the tomato plants that try to grow o.. |
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�Love (My Special Problem)�A Poem by Steven PottleWe have hearts that beat in perfect tune Blood that pumps rush in triple speed Eyes that vibrate with identical electricity Knees that press again.. |
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�The Night Terrors�A Poem by Steven PottleSpiders scare me to death Silent, unexpected with bones that show Feet fast up on the sofa when they suddenly reveal themselves I keep well away d.. |
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\"The Late Train\"A Poem by Steven PottleA grey sky stretches widescreen over Wandsworth Common station No surprise in the middle of September, not really had a Summer this year We are sitt.. |
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