George’s Girl 2026

Joined March 2020

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I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites

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The joy of child birth
The child’s first breath, loud mother crying with pure pride pain now forgotten
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Haiku
Walking by, I cry A symphony plays out loud My ears are closed now.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Weather
Weather Once the rain stops play one can do anything silently take rest
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Men Take 1. Content Warning.
Yes, most men are two-faced liars; they think they are smart. Big news dickheads, you’re not. Not smart, that is. Cunning as dirty rat cats. We have to be one step ahead.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Why Do Some Men Lie take 2
In the garden of hearts, some wear a mask, Claiming wisdom, but it’s a challenging task. With charm like roses, they enchant and beguile,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Why War
In the shadow of war, innocence fades, Lives extinguished, lost in the cascade. Mothers weep softly, while wives sit in pain,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
A Spell On You
I will put a spell on you to make you mine, A charm that dances softly, a love divine. A spell on you, for you are on my mind,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Hope
In my head hidden away so deep There where shadows creep, Where heavy thoughts make me weep. There’s no escape; what can I do
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Married Life
I see into your eyes with pure delight, I hear your whispers in the night, I touch the warmth your hand, so near, I smell your farts, in bed all night
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
The Boys I know
I see Harry; he stands out in a crowd. I hear John; now he really is loud. I touch Jamie; he is stood by my side. I smell Sam; his aftershave is so wild.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Red Roses Make Me Cry
Roses make my eyes cry, my funeral flowers to you. I smell them; the aroma, so beautiful, it fills the air. I touch them; so perfect are they in every way.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Fear Not My Child
Fear not the night my child Fear not the gentle breeze that rustles the trees. No need to look around; no evil will be found.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets

George’s Girl 2026

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The joy of child birth

Haiku

Weather

Men Take 1. Content Warning.

Why Do Some Men Lie take 2

Why War

A Spell On You

Hope

Married Life

The Boys I know

Red Roses Make Me Cry

Fear Not My Child

Achievements (2)