Steven Baldry

I have been writing Poetry since I was a teenager. Now in my late thirties I enjoy it more than ever. I find it a wonderful release and it helps me to free my mind and understand myself and my emotions.

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The Gift of You
4 months ago
The Gift of You I could watch you play forever. Stare at you as you dream. Listen to you cry always… You are everything. I hold your tiny hand in mine… Lay your head against my chest. Life is beautifu...
Tehya
4 months ago
TEHYA I could hardly believe, just what I heard today… It’s gonna take a while to sink in. I’m feeling kind of strange, Change is blowing in the wind… I feel something beautiful, Is about to begin… An...
Take My Hand...
4 months ago
Take My Hand... Another page of unpredictable history... Is written within this book of mystery. The story as it seems to unfold. Is a tale too unbelievable to ever be told. Still I'll try my best to ...
Place the Blame...
4 months ago
Place the Blame... When the truth is lost it’s easy to Place the Blame. To accuse the wind of blowing out the flame. To become a part in a silent play… And mouth the words because they are too hard to...
Midnight Lovers of the Twilight
4 months ago
Midnight lovers of the Twilight. At the hour before midnight... He runs under street lights. The only thing on his mind... Is seeing her again. She lays lonely on her settee... Thinking will he ? Or w...
Ma, Pa & Me
4 months ago
Ma, Pa and Me... I remember walking down the street, Swinging holding your hands. Getting lost in your shadows, Staring in wonder as my life began… I never felt more loved, I never wanted for anymore....