Poems by Milly Hayward

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  • Billy Bromms is a borrower
    You know the type I'm sure...

  • The desert scratches sandy hand
    Across my throat it draws a band...

  • The party's kicked off, with quite a bang
    All my old friends, have come out to hang...

  • My mother in law is visiting
    Tomorrow just at three...

  • Catalyst (10) 9

    Oh dismal world you have me flung
    into the deepest pile of dung...

  • Thy stench dost wrench the ardour from my soul
    and make my blood more cold than icy snow...

  • Blood red is the shadow round your eyes
    as you look out on dying skies...

  • Twitter Twee and Twitter Dee
    we are birds as you can see...

  • As I look down upon the earth
    And see my life laid out from birth...

  • Friendly face cotton white and pale
    lays wrapped within coarse blanket jail...

  • Tears in my cookie dough
    makes salt rivers flow...

  • There is a place, where the sea greets the land
    where white bubbled water, washes golden sand...