Silent SpeakerA Poem by Chris Shaw(one from the archives)
Oh, silent speaker let me say,
it hasn't always been this way. What game is this you like to play? You starve me, yes you do indeed. You starve me of the words I need and I'm not one who's prone to greed. So little do I ask of you, it seems a simple thing to do. Why can't you hold me close to you and tell me that you love me?
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Added on January 12, 2019Last Updated on January 12, 2019 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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