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Sheila Weekes

Poetry

Saying Goodbye

Like the last leaf of autumn I cling to you, everything grows cold, what else can I do? Stark and black are the days up ahead, I refuse to believe that you are dead. Your arms enfold me when I’m asleep, you brush away my tears when I weep. I…
Sheila Weekes
9th May 2009
Poetry

One War is Over – Another Begins

Blackness, thick and cloying, deep stifles me, it won’t let me sleep. Unseen demons snigger in my ear their rancid breath is very near. Weevils crawl beneath my skin, strings of saliva drip from my chin. Echoes of screams bounce off cold walls while cloven hooves scratch in the halls.…
Sheila Weekes
7th May 2009
Poetry

Shining Angel

For God’s sake, don’t judge her as she is now, she was once a most elegant beauty. All the young men would salute in awe as serving her country was her duty. She never had a home or family of her own there just never seemed to be the time.…
Sheila Weekes
7th May 2009
Poetry

White Berets

Will they be there again on Remembrance Day? Have too many crossed the bar (or passed away)? The snow white berets of those proud navy men, march past the Cenotaph to the toll of Big Ben. They braved many foes on the Arctic Convoys, World War Two quickly made tough…
Sheila Weekes
7th May 2009
Poetry

Thoughts of Goodbye

It is almost time, soon I will have to let go, we have talked and talked how I will miss him so. I promised I wouldn’t make it difficult for him but the chances of me smiling are growing dim. I never realized until now, how hard it would be…
Sheila Weekes
25th January 2009
Poetry

You Can Help

It’s Happy This and Merry That Can’t you see that hearts are breaking? So many people, crying, suffering While we go out celebrating Jesus has his birthday soon But another mother’s lost her son She can’t recall it is Christmas time His battle wasn’t won Another name gets carved in…
Sheila Weekes
13th December 2008
Poetry

Hello Whoever

Hello Whoever, I am writing to you, It helps me to stay awake, what else can I do? My hands are shaking and I am so darn tired, I would like a pound for the times this gun’s been fired. God, why am I here in this forsaken land? My…
Sheila Weekes
12th December 2008
Poetry

Today, Tomorrow and Forever

Today, tomorrow and forever We can never repay the debt One day each year is not enough While in stone, new names are set Today alone, two more to add We should hang our heads in shame They represented us, you and I Someone’s life will never be the same…
Sheila Weekes
28th November 2008
Poetry

What Really Matters

We live in a crazy mixed up world Where there is much suffering and pain But all is not as bad as it seems If we look for things that are good again Forget the wars for a little while Think about those who do come back Somebody’s loved one,…
Sheila Weekes
28th November 2008
Poetry

Story Books

The book is a story about love long ago Of fair maidens in castles with moats below Brave knights in armour who rode to wars And mystic beings who lived on the moors Or perhaps it is the one of the Victorian girl Who loved to dance, her gowns all…
Sheila Weekes
27th November 2008