English summer rain
English summer rain
~
beautiful against my window
with its constant patter
the darkened skies and pavements
awash with the weather
come rain or shine
the is no place like England
home this island
its fields and towns
its rivers and forests
typecast during summer months
with the rain which falls
beautifully against my window
with a rhyming patter
pat, drip, patter
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Night frost
Night frost
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I watch through the window
The night frost roll out
Encasing the world slowly
Plants wither away
Gardens turn white
Parked cars sink beneath
The white tapestry of winter
A beautiful savagery
Emerges before my eyes
The night frost is unforgiving
Yet captivates me
I watch through a window
In sleepless fascination
The beauty of a world
In transformation
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Old Feeling
This is an old feeling
Known for so long
Some things don’t change
But I wish this feeling would
I am looking for a happy end
That love is for everyone
And I will not be alone
I have tried to be kind
Got took advantage of
And left to die
Without a thought
Without an apology
People took what they could
And never gave a thought
And here I am feeling
The same way again
poem by Matthew Holloway
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You Have My Heart
You have my heart
Please take care of it
I wont ask for it back
Without you its not the same
I’ll fight for you
Convince you to keep it
My hearts in your trust
I’ll work my soul my words
Into the dust of the earth
To keep you smiling
To keep you close to me
I’ll do whatever you ask
Or whatever is needed
You have my heart
Please hold it close
Don’t let go of me
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Post Hallows Write
all hallows had past
an evening of mild frights
enriched by child's laughter
the trick of the treat
the night end came so soon
a silence fell and all slept
some time passed
I awoke to a cold morn
with the haze of fog outside
a world still sleeping
unstirred in the early hour
I thought and forgot
later I wrote
it was the night previous
my memory visited
in writing this
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The Fisherman
He sits by the shore
all day long casting his bait
line after line
into the lake fishing
hoping for that bite
the kind that makes his day
but nothing comes
he sits there alone
only thoughts for company
what goes through his head
while he sits there
watching cold eyed
the open lake before him
is he at peace
or making plans
who could say
he just sits there alone
watching
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Love sick
Love sick
~
I think I’m love sick
The symptoms are clear
I’m having trouble sleeping
While my heart is racing
My temperature has risen
I may be hallucinating
Picturing all sorts of things
I’m sure are not really there
Everything looks beautiful
And songs sound right
Like they are playing specially
Chosen just for me
I think I may be love sick
The symptoms are clear
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Starlight Dream
Starlight dream
the kind you wish to keep
look upon with a lost eye
amazed by the beauty you've found
silence greeting further insight
not a word needs saying
love unfolds in a name
happiness is in its speaking
and eternity in reply
late nights passing slowly
staring upon the sky
mapping out heavens
places, names and dreams
a wonder is realised
there in a starlight dream
poem by Matthew Holloway
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On A Cold Night
The night was cold
and the streets rolled out
like endless corridors
stretching onwards
street lights broke shadows
at regular intervals
while the end of the path
remained just beyond sight
the sky clear, star lit
a half moon visible
while the frost took hold
amid the dimming light
and silence made noises
enough to play the mind
to the cold of the night
during a walk home
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One Way Street
All traffic moving forward
One singular direction
Non surveying the scenery
Non looking back
Wheels turn slowly
In the same way as the others
Feet stepping in unison
March ahead steadily
No back tracking here
No second thought given
Just the rule of the street
One way, one way only
A single file of traffic
Going nowhere fast
In the same direction
The next one follows the last
poem by Matthew Holloway
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