Excerpt for 687 Miles To You by James P. Maitland, available in its entirety at Smashwords

FOREWORD



In 2008 I decided to try my hand at writing a poetry book. I have always enjoyed jotting down rhymes and verses and over the past four years I have written this compilation. I believe poetry and verse is something that we all individually take different things from, some may see the dark side of these poems while others may see the lighter side. It is my hope to reach a broad spectrum of readers who can take inspiration from my words and hopefully get the bug to start writing too. Speaking for myself, when I write I just write the words that come into my head and the words I feel like writing. This is the good thing about Poetry and Verse; it’s not too complex to write. We can write what we feel, good and bad funny and sad. There you go (A rhyme in itself). Poetry and Verse have no bounds if the words seem right to you, then write them; write with emotion, anger, joy and relief; anything you think and feel. I hope you will enjoy reading the book as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.



James P. Maitland January 2012



HAPPY READING.



687 MILES TO YOU



By



James P. Maitland

687 Miles To You



Copyright James P. Maitland 2012.

No part of this book can be used under any medium

Published at Smashwords for ViolaBooks(c)

ISBN 978-1-4658-4168-1





The Hurting



Waking in a dream

In the surreal world

Holding out for promises

From the lonely girl



I disappear with life

Always wanting more

Never see your point of view

As I’m not really sure



And I’d like to change

The way I feel

Ever wondering if I’ll forgive

The hurting



Walk away from this

Run away with life

And the hurting



On A Winters Night



Whilst the moon stands still

In the dead of night

I look out to the sea

But the dark it blinds my sight



Feels so cold

To be alone

On a winter’s night



I breathe heavy

But the chill is catching me

I look out to the night

And watch the wave’s crash

In the sea



The haunting wind

The eerie sounds

As I am here alone



Feels so cold

On my own

On this winter night



Feels so cold

As I walk home

On this winter’s night



Many Thoughts Move My Day



Many thoughts move my day

Many times I have changed

But my dreams remain the same

Many thoughts move my day




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