Monday, March 12

Passion


Spring unfolds a secret romance
It restores truth like an opening bloom
The winters long gone now my love
and the swans returns here soon
They appear from o'er the fire red skies
from a tune I play in dreams
effortless flight to souls entwined
to my Englands field of green.
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Little Boy Lost - Stoke Poetry

Poetry from Stoke On Trent. The various verses within this blog explore my changing reality and mood swings. Verses that meander around domestic violence, self harm and mania, then return to enjoy happier thoughts and emotions from my childhood and the local area and its fantastic history and heritage. This is truly subversive and thought provoking literature from the heart of England that will live with you forever.

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