Poems by Paul Hirst

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  • Eyes distant as the Moon skin as pale and...
    Someone's Daughter...

  • Her thoughts linger on her first kiss
    she remembers the boys face so clearly...

  • I admit it I did it I stilled her
    I picked up my axe and I killed her...

  • The house is so quite as I walk down the stairs...
    beard rasping on my calloused hand the ticking of...

  • I don't like custard
    and you do...

  • Oh my beautiful girl how have we come to this to...
    Our first date I waited four hours in pouring rain...

  • You were my womb
    The breast I fed on...

  • Jesus was a Carpenter
    Wood and Nails His trade...

  • Cannon be my headstone
    Canvas be my shroud...

  • When the guns fall silent
    when the last shots fired...

  • Laying here alone in your bed all sorts of...
    Abandoned now yet last night gladly you squeezed...

  • It was I who whispered in Pilots ear gave him...
    And I threw die for His blood stained robe laughed...