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What we write…

What we write
Can consume us
Becoming bullets
That blast through us
Moments in words
That douse all the flames
In the midst of a song
A whispered name

Sometimes the words
They won’t come
Like a love you can’t feel
When hurt leaves you numb
But love is still there!
Even though the river is dammed
We must do what we can
It’s never enough
To silently write

We must be heard…

Peter Anstiss
Copyright 2017

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Confetti for the Unwed

Springs confetti never fell for us
That does not mean it wasn’t love
We were never just water under the bridge
My heart will always echo that kiss

Sometimes the timing is all wrong
Just one misplaced beat and the song is gone
There are truths that only my heart knows
Sometimes a winter frost kills the seeds we sow

© 2016 Peter Anstiss


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Lost paths

In the wake of a storm
Some paths are lost
Banks will burst
And boats are tossed

The ebb and flow
The ripple and tug
We cling to each other
And hope it’s enough

It took me so long to realise
Too late to be wise
There are other days
And different skies
With the dawn comes the calm…

© 2016 Peter Anstiss


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A Falling Stone

Your stone
Caused all these ripples
Of ever expanding waves of joy
Washing up on the shore of my soul

Your voice
Echoes warm and true
Filling me with resounding wonder
Amidst the emptiness of my existence

Your soul
In a certain light
I am sure I see it shining bright
It is like you, a beautiful thing to behold

© 2016 Peter Anstiss

If you enjoy my poetry why not take a look at my book ‘Heart Shaped Sin’ Which is available from most online retailers.

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Locked Doors and Lost Loves

Sometimes you close a door
And everything changes
Your heart stays young
Whilst everything else ages
Love can set you free
But at times it cages
For you I could unlock
For you I could be ageless

© 2016 Peter Anstiss

I took this picture on a recent holiday. This sad and unloved door stood amidst a row of perfectly presented houses. It oozed character and begged for its tale to be unlocked, but perhaps some secrets are best left to the imagination…


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Journey on… Bright lights and bad blood

My tale is sad
He said my blood is bad
I longed to prove him wrong

My past was dark
But that darkness it was never mine
Wrong place, wrong time

Swimming for the light
Running those dreams down
Even when others give you doubt

Journey on
Travel wide
Reach for blue skies

© 2016 Peter Anstiss


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Love is a strange language

In chloroform dreams
My heart aches beautifully
It’s the essence of you I need

In constrained words
I write to you often
But barren are my seeds

In metaphors and semaphore
I speak my strange language
I swear, you used to understand

I am twisted by loves blade
Caught and tortured
By uncontrollable demand

She is embedded deep
And though I ache
I don’t weep, I am not sure I can

© 2015 Peter Anstiss

25  more poems of dark love, broken hearts and sad loss are available from me in my new Ebook ‘Heart Shaped Sin’ which can be downloaded from most online stores.

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Fallen

Another thread is cut
Like scissors shearing cloth
All that binds is falling
It can’t be stopped

So little holds us together
A constant emptying of forever
Washing away upon the tide
A moon upon the slide

Celluloid burning memories
Those eyes that no longer see
Spinning sounds, thrashing art
Words so rarely bleed

But your words bled for me
Echoing wants and needs
Filling moments when it rained
In the darkness of my pain

© 2016 Peter Anstiss


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A Christmas give away

He thinks she would laugh
With shock and horror
At the Christmas gift
He chose to never give

Casual words
Are dangerous things
Who can tell
What insecurities they can bring

So how do you slip
So easily
From a man on the verge
To words never spoken, never heard

He still can not say
Some words never find their way
Some secrets
Are only for the grave

Those damaging voices
Those limited choices
Callow with youth
Someone else’s truth

His mouth moved, but found only lies to say
Presents wrapped so carefully
Disposed of so creatively
From Christmas Eve to Boxing Day

A Christmas give away…

© 2015 Peter Anstiss


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Three wishes

I wish…
My heart would stop aching for you
It’s not as if these lips
Can speak the truth
Or repeat that kiss
I wish…
The world would stop reminding me
Of everything about you
All the things I miss
All the time we spent as two
I wish…
My mind would stop turning
It’s not as if answers can come
That time can recalibrate
Like the past can be undone

Do you wish?

© 2015 Peter Anstiss