Down by the stream on Baker street
With the wind in my hair and cold achy feet
I stand alone in the cold grey dawn
Waiting silently, patiently and all forlorn

In the heat of a cold December night
You saw we fought, I tried and you cried
But deceptive eyes can lead us astray
But then again in the cold light of day

And now you are gone!

I watch through cold window panes
Raindrops like the tears of my pain
Just a glimpse, just a sight
Would end this cold night
And the sun would come bright
Shining through

Warming hearts and easing the pain
Burning rays to dry up the rain
Your sweet smiling voice
Your loving embrace
Force the frost to recede
And refill the space

Like a hunger to sate
In a cruel twist of fate

And in the heat of that cold December night
You saw we fought, I tried and you cried
But deceptive eyes can lead us astray
And then again in the cold light of day

And still you are gone

All I can do and all that I have
Is hanging in shreds all tattered and torn
Dripping cold winter rain
On this bleak December morn

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Positively Poetic – Volume 2

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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wow now that is pure deception in a poem, sad very sad.



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You know how it feels? To be cheated in love By someone so close, someone so dear Who’s there in each thought, in every breath of life So much trusted and looked up to – Share joys wholeheartedly And to


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