The Biology Of Poetry Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words. Paul Engle

What Is A Poet "What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music" Soren Kierkegaard

Over You There is gaping hole within my heart now you have broken it apart. The void you left fills me with fear but I know I can’t shed one single tear. I loved you once but now no more since you walked from my door. Thoughts of you i will keep as painful memories hidden down deep. Head held high I can face the dawn no longer in your game a pawn. So here is to my future now so bright with you gone far from my sight. The sun has risen on a new day and the time has come for me to say. I wish you well I really I do but I’m so glad to be over you.

The Years That Passed Six years have come and gone, I need for you to know just how much our friendship touched my heart. You and I shared so much common ground of love and #life of hopes and dreams, it bound us from the start. Two minds like one you knew my thoughts and shared my vision, two lives collide but their paths are already fated. You went your way and I went mine as the time ticked by the distance grew. Often my mind would drift to you but you seemed so far and this I hated. I set about to seek you out by every means I could imagine. The endless calls and tone less voices at last a lead and then there you were. Your voice filled my heart with hope and a familiar warmth that seemed so right. At last I felt all was good with the world again my longing settled, my mind content. Now I see you emails flash up I read the words and sense that all is not as it seems. My heart can tell that all is not well, my mind knows what will come next. My eyes read what my heart try's to ignore this is the last time that we will speak. I understand why you have to walk away but wish with my very soul that I could change your mind. I thought of you always in the years that passed and I know the years yet to come will be no different, forever in my mind and imprinted on my heart. Cristy xxx

Ed Sheeran Kiss Me and Give Me Love then we can get Drunk in The City and make a Small Bump but dont forget to Wake Me Up before the Goldrush so i dont get Sunburn because you know im a Grade 8. You Need Me I Dont Need You but your my Little Bird and together in the Autumn Leaves we are The A Team.