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John Trainor

John Trainor

The wronged wife.

Did you see?
In her eyes,
That sparkle?
 
I think she knew you once,
 
Or twice!
 
And yet, did not know you!
 
For, in truth,
                       I
                        Know
                            You!
 
And my eyes are dull!

(1986)

Altre opere di John Trainor...
The Hangover

I'd feel much better If I'd refused to drink TWO Large brandies too large!
Eight Lettered Scrabble

Don’t go yet! We have barely found the consonant… I love you You love me Four plus four!
An easy ending?

In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
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These Days

How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,
One Last Try

I didn’t set out to hurt you, I w… I’ll probably always love you anyh… You said that you’d never leave me… Then in the space of one weekend y… I know you’ve got someone else now…
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Living with an evil man

You know you do the things you do, And think I do not know. But what I see and feel inside, I will not ever show. So, carry on and cheat,
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The Ex

What is this fad collecting Exes… I am so glad we stayed friends. Oh yes he was over for the weekend… Now I know it’s nice to be nice. But banish the Ex to the fog of h…
Birthday Boy

“What is it?” (A baby of course,) “Oh it’s a boy.” And as you slapped on to mothers t… Like a wet fish,
Moments of Joy

Like when my darling Matt threw back his head on the back seat of the car and at the top of his five year old voice triumphed, “and I wish you joy,” (oh what a tremolo), “and happiness,...
Ten Commandments for a gay man.

Honour yourself with all your hear… LGBT may be your homies but neve… If people are offended by who you… There is nothing straight acting a… There is nothing masculine or femi…
2:08

The fog off the sea has eaten the… gone! Silver sheen, light all night. Cow shapes still! Laying down the circles crown!  P…
Life Without Faith

If I had wit and words to write my love for you. I would not construct a poem whose rhyme and rhythm would pulse the beat of steady heart. For I do not possess the skill and wordsmith...
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Who do you love?

How do you start to write a poem, “who do you love?” First, throw out the rhyme. Whilst lazy it just saves time. I have loved and do love many people in different ways, (read CSLewis,) ...
Ode to an old man

Christs day is here, You’re sitting alone. No presents or cards, The loved ones all gone, It’s the most wonderful time of th…
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Permanence in Motion

Stallions charging, Foaming white, Breaking on the beach. They rise, Raise their heads,



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