Poems by Paul Hirst

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  • I see my Fathers face these days
    As into the mirror I stand and gaze...

  • Do we ever really die
    Or is this just a fabled lie...

  • The Old Black Dog is back once more whining and...
    His fetid teeth want to rip and gnaw purpose and...

  • Running my fingers across the stone the carved...
    Loved By All But Died Alone...

  • From the deep dark earth I plucked the worm red...
    Onto the hook attached to line I flicked the pole...

  • Lost (2) 2

    My Ocean no longer returns to the shore
    Words written in sand no more...

  • I will not yearn for yesterday
    Nor mortgage my today's for tomorrow...

  • Taste (4) 1

    As I slowly take off your top
    I wet my lips in anticipation...

  • I sit awake on the edge of our bed at 2 am talking...
    Heat lightning streaks the bedroom walls where our...

  • Sitting here in the gloom of this small and barred...
    My mind is free if not me to wander happily were I...

  • We miss you
    Your hands feet and toes your tiny fingers...

  • I was born aged 93 toothless gums and arthritic...
    Whispy scalp and liver spots faded away the...