All memories, hopes and dreams, in tatters
when such a beautiful thing just shatters
somehow I knew it would soon be gone
Nothing that perfect could ever last long
Suddenly, shatteringly, I'm broken, undone
I'm feeling nothing now, frozen, numb
I'm hearing nothing, not really seeing
my soul has died, my very being.
All that mattered has vanished, as if never here
It was all just for moments, now so dear
now only memories can soften my sorrow
of an unconditional love I could only borrow.
Tony Bradley
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- I Tip My Cap To La Hague - Lyndon Queripel
- Fire - Tony Bradley
- Lines - Richard Fleming
- The Early Morning View from my Balcony in Bulgaria...
- Dreams - Julian Clarke
- ? - Ian Duquemin
- A Different Dance - Trudie Shannon
- All That Mattered - Tony Bradley
- Heads I Win, Tails You Lose - Lyndon Queripel
- Fathers - Kathy Figueroa
- At Grandfather’s - Richard Fleming
- Acrostic Sonnet: The Opening of a New Real Ale Pu...
- Waning Moon - Diane Scantlebury
- Guernsey Punks - Ian Duquemin
- Lonely Me? - Tony Robert
- No Time To Waste - Tony Bradley
- The Rivers Of Sadness - Lyndon Queripel
- War Images, An Exhibition, The Square, Guernsey 20...
- Owls - Tony Gardner
- Jumble - Richard Fleming
- Fish - John E Blaise
- The Un-affordable "T" in Diet - Ian Duquemin
- Dear Mary ( A Corporal's Letter) - Tony Bradley
- When Grief Hits - Diane Scantlebury
- Gumboots - Kathy Figueroa
- Heavy Metal Night In Suburbia - Andrew Barham
- Gravitational Pull - Lyndon Queripel
- Duty Of Care - Tony Bradley
- A Golden Coloured Ring - Trudie Shannon
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