Poems by brin macnamara

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  • Alone.
    Orbiting a nebulous planet...

  • Does the heart react to CBT?
    Can seven weeks of talking therapy cure you of...

  • I allowed you to hurt me with words.
    Slander my heart with false smiles whilst offering...

  • I shaved my moustache off yesterday.
    Just for a change, my image would be different I...

  • Box. (1)

    I found a cardboard box this morning
    Quite an unassuming box really...

  • If by me loving you and not telling you
    makes me a fraud, a coward...

  • When I reflect on the quantity of passion and...
    Death long departed is perpetually with us in...

  • My dreams have now become a reality; meagre...
    For the sunlight that is you has faded from my...

  • Dreams (2)

    I am worn out by my dreams
    Old, tired, yet feeling alive...

  • I saw you and I today.
    My hand holding yours...

  • If I had magic I'd make myself miniature
    So that I might slip inside a pocket of your...

  • My heart yearns to bestow on this woman the...
    My adoration bleeds into my soul and exudes from...