Lesley Young – Selected Poems #12
Jekyll and Hyde Us Jekyll and Hyde you, Hold me tight in the morning, Say that I’m lovely, stroke our worries away. Then somehow, and...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #11
The Long Sleep Years I slept, long and fettered My slow-motion life This weariness, a leaden cloak My line of sight Blurred by wine and...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #10
Burren Light It began this way. A notion a slight suggestion a search for questions and a yearning just beyond my reach. A curiosity wavering...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #9
Comfort Eating “I’m leaving!” He declared “Life isn’t always a bowl of cherries living with you, Florentine!” “You’re so selfish” He added As he...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #8
Alford Dawn White-iced wonderland Startled by a valiant sun I wake to the morn Longing for you still November’s sparks, like tinder, Rekindling...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #7
Autumnal Equinox Yesterday, I watched A proud, defiant sun Rise above the cool, grey sea. I felt the chill of summer’s passing Only briefly, As a...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #6
Ten to Seven You might have seen me walking In the company of friends On Dartmoor’s ancient trails. You might have seen us strike a pose For a...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #5
Postcard From Ireland I think of you in lands like these Wonderful, inspiring lands With sweeping bays and rugged knocks, Cork’s Sleepy bailes and...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #4
Misguided Fantasy I lost my head (When all about me were keeping theirs – ha!) Over you In a jumble of possibilities If not eventualities...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #3
Message in a Bottle I will take my feelings and dress them up In fancy words On the finest vellum And seal them in a vial made of tempered glass...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #2
Existential Crisis They said it would be useful, help me to ‘move on’, after all this time. And I did want to tell my story, I wanted to...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #1
Pru Her kids all grown, she came to this place To learn. She sat at the back, afraid to speak In case she got things wrong. Then bit by bit...
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