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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Our House Became Our Home
2 months ago
Through the Town of endless noise and distant faces. Down the roads that wind and bend. Entering the picturesque Countryside. We found many compassionate friends. Welcomed with open arms. Suddenly the...
Dear Mama
3 months ago
Dear Mama, I remember when you would sit on my bed... Staring at your silhouette in the dark until I fell asleep. When you would walk me to school holding my hand. When you would hold me so close when...
Where Is the Best Man?
3 months ago
"Where is The Best Man ? " Sometimes I think back to my Wedding day... When down the aisle came my Bride. I was standing firm with a smile on my face... You had teary eyes and were trembling by my sid...
Believe
3 months ago
Believe. My only design in life’s fashion. Is to live with wildest passion. To feel present... In every day that I’m alive. I have no interest in hearsay... Or the childish games that people play. Sel...
"The Whisper"
3 months ago
"The Whisper"... I've been hearing but not listening, it has been so very long. Since I was touched by the beauty within the birds sweet song. Sleep walking, eyes wide open as sands of time gently sli...
Phoenix from the Flames...
3 months ago
Phoenix From The Flames Your eyes will always be honest. They will be telling a truth even when you are telling a lie. So turn your head. Look away from me as you say Goodbye. For there is but one Goo...