Alison White Poems

By Alison White

Alison White first studies drama at Dartington College of Arts, but soon found that poetry offered her a more natural form of creative expression.
Alison draws her inspiration from the people, places and everyday experiences that surround here. She currently lives by the sea in Bacton, Norfolk,

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Dec 19, 2011
• ISBN: 9781467878272

Alison White

Alison White first studied drama at Dartington College of Arts, but soon found that poetry offered her a more natural form of creative expression. Alison draws her inspiration from the people, places and everyday experiences that surround her. She currently lives by the sea in Bacton, Norfolk,

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Contents

Shadows

Catch Me

Bed Bug

Be

Capital

Natural

Think

Wish

Once More

History

Twigs

Lay Your Hand

Missing

Courage

The Sleeper

Leave A Light On

Energy

Shoreline

Trust In Me

Who Are You?

Perfect

Voices

Settee

Pick Again

Enough Is Enough

The Face

Letting Go

Happiness

Well, What Do You Know

Sorrow

Can

Only

Take

Wondering

Words

A Poem

Waking Dreams

The Men In Red

Condiments

Yours And Mine

Gadgets

Summer

Stay Close By Me

Free To Be

Catch

Gran

Present

Spiritual Plumbing

I Remember

Homeward

Hannah

Summertime

Can You Tell Me

Sky Diving

Refreshing Rain

Iron Bull

Does It Really Matter

Forget

Love

Bird In Flight

Sometimes

Mum

Windows Of The Soul

Simple

Glory To The Morn

Hollow Man

You Don`t Fool Me

Moon

Undercover

Didn`t I Tell You?

Permit City

For Louise

Just Because

One Year Too Many

Awakening Dreams Of Summer

Dad

Mightier Than The Sword

Linking Of Minds

Mind The Gap

Sister Of Mercy

Come

Friends At Midnight

Too Late The Hero

Sweet Everythings

Philosophy

Morning Tide

Seasons Greetings

For Michael

Through The Looking Glass

Pick Up A Pen

I Dream

Penny

Poets Pickings

The Gift

I Ain`t Got No Babies

Make A Wish

The Jet Plane Blues

My Pink Mackintosh

Sabotage

Telephone Voice Dad

for mum and dad

Shadows

This family of shadows,

that we might have been.

Comes to a close and never shed a tear,

we will always remember you,

for all that you hold dear.

I do not see your terror,

the way that you see mine.

It cuts me up in pieces,

disguised as the sublime.

Under the stair you’ll place me,

forgotten in the dark.

But I won’t stop my calling,

hoping for a spark,

of humanity to come from your ears.

You hear, you hear.

We all know what happens when you hear.

Catch Me

My life started with your life,

came to an end with a bang.

My heart leaps amongst roses,

of men who are posing