Wisdom

Posted: August 19, 2016 in poetry
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I didn’t see you last week
Or the week before
And now my heart feels like a biscuit under a boot
So strange- tied up with string
Such a hopeless hope
That I might be your boyfriend
If only I was alpha enough
Or thin enough
Or not socially awkward
Maybe it’s better just to be a friend
Someone in your sunshine life over the event horizon
Where you dance and dance flamenco style
And there is never any chilli powder in the ointment
Just talking to you was marvellous
Dream woman, heavenly harridan, delicious person

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  1. […] poet, Tim Parkin. He paused to recite some of his poems for us, and the passing tourists. Check out Tim’s blog, he has a lot of interesting poems about unrequited love and mental health […]

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