Jamie Doherty's Poetry

Orphans of The Holocaust

In each and every ashen face
is a look of blank despair
Broken lines of laughter
lie dormant next to frightened eyes.
The doe-eyes of the children,
born to this cold and stark era.
Like rows of obsidian soldiers,
they trudge the isolated roads.
Trapped by a wall of hate.
Touched by the hands of no-one.

Although their hearts will still drone faintly,
and they will exist and breathe,
they will never be the same again,
because their sky as fallen in.
These little souls will always roam
until they feel a maternal kiss.
Their tears falling down waxwork cheeks,
tiny hands gripping toy dolls and clowns.
The last embers of the furnace,
salvaged in the heat of destruction.

So they troop the pain-washed streets,
where pleas are as silent as sirens.
In every razor-edged shadow,
there cower the tiny silhouettes.
The misery of these hoards like bloody swords,
stabbing in the cruel of the night.
Searching calls for mothers and fathers.
The questions ricocheting if concrete shells,
the answers hanging static in time.
Another hope is led away forever.

Gone forever, and always

Dear Grace.
you are entwined on my heart....still
beating,
the odds
just maybe
baby,

but no
although I tried
your lovely eyes, doe-wide
innocence
seeping through me like
a fleeting glance
not even a chance
but to me it was a lifetime

And yet it was just a few seconds
I loved and lost
in that instant, I lived and learned
The clock turns,
I'll still yearn
Not a day goes by.
that the fire doesn't burn
just as your heart once did,
entrenched in a shallow urn
now the ashes are my dreams,
hidden away like a secret's seams
Sorrow still sears,
all I do is cry, it seems
crystal tears, down the rain teems
I rue wasted years
and blame myself, in a way
Thinking about you in that tiny cot
and what I did, and what I did not

I have visions,
lucid and new
a single candle flickering, for special days
and a picture of you
grey as a angel
a blind haze
I knew you'd spread your wings,

in some sky on far
with a beauty that says
you're there-my shooting star
eternal as the sun's rays
Never forgotten
but gone forever, and always.

until we meet again, my love, until we meet again.
amen

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You were quite plain at school, I remember

They used to call you Jane

Even though your name was Kate

To them it was all the same.

I was head over heels,

Smitten like a kid (I thought)-

“Tell her how you feel!"

And that’s just what I did.

That sort of love is special.

How could we let it slip away?

I remember all the years we had together

I was stupid-you made me pay.

The plans we had, the future we built.

I said you were beautiful, not at all fat,

I never want to see you again

It’s just better if we have it like that

We talked about our future together,

Now none of that will happen.

We talked about marriage even having kids.

The truth is, she made me happy

That was something you never did.

And now you sit there like I’m to blame?

You always started the arguments

I was drew like a moth to a flame

I used to just drive and drive

Until my head was clear

And I admit at times I shed tears but that’s because I loved you.

She meant nothing.

Why did you not believe me?

You want the truth? You were the only one.

A fool and is money are easily parted.

Everything I ever had, bang, gone.

If I only knew what I started…..

You’ll always have a place in my heart

Something I’ll never let go

In the past year, we’ve drifted apart

So there’s one thing you should know

I never want to see you again.

It’s just better if we have it like that.

"What was it you could not tell me, why are there scars on your arm?"