by John Sinclair | Jul 29, 2009 | Poetry
They grunt and they groan All through the land you can hear them moan Bring me more for the trough What we have is never enough They wear their designer suits Hand made shirts with silken ties You can look into their eyes They are very good at hiding their lies They...
by John Sinclair | Jun 17, 2009 | Poetry
The mouse sneaks out from his hole in the wall He sniffs the air there is cheese somewhere out there He scurries across the floor heading for the kitchen door He goes inside and sticks to the sides for this little mouse has to hide He smells his prize but it is kept...
by John Sinclair | Jun 5, 2009 | Poetry
When l close my eyes That is when you come to me I feel your breath on my neck And the warmth of your body Our bodies entwine and for that moment you are all mine And endless love that will endure all time When l am asleep And l dream of you I can hold you so very...
by John Sinclair | Jun 2, 2009 | Poetry
We all have a beginning a middle and an end We are dragged into this life kicking and screaming Ripped from our mother’s womb All too soon we end up in our tomb Does it really matter what you have seen And what you have done Along the way did you have some fun? I have...
by John Sinclair | May 23, 2009 | Poetry
The wind fills her wings As the angels wings beat down Her feet almost touching the ground Tears fill her eyes This beautiful angel starts to cry She asks the question WHY Man’s blood turns the ground a crimson red For all around there lie’s so many dead A sea of...
