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Crimson Dress (Poem on domestic violence)
1 min 0
  • Life
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Crimson Dress (Poem on domestic violence)

  • Dean
  • June 21, 2018
We met under starlight shadows Held me in strong arms Amongst the starlit wonders Kept me safe from harm
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T’was the night before Christmas – Poem on Domestic Violence
1 min 4
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  • poem
  • poetry

T’was the night before Christmas – Poem on Domestic Violence

  • Dean
  • December 18, 2017
‘Twas the night before Christmas, When we children should dream But all I can hear is Mummy’s loud scream. Daddy is hitting her again and again This year I hope…
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British/Swedish poet/author. Pagan and lifetime supporter of both Chelsea FC and Linköpings FC. Feel free to use my poetry, as long as you link my name. All Poetry ©Deanthebard.com 2025

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Dean Fraser Phillips

deanthebard

Writer, poet, Pagan. Books on Amazon. ⚽ Chelsea FC, Linköping FC, Yate Town. Founder & Owner @asinglemalt Books on Amazon.

A good start to the day. Happy to some old and new A good start to the day. Happy to some old and new faces. Really enjoyed talking to the companies from Moldova, Hungary and Ukraine 👌👌. #ecommerceexpo2025
A chilled read this afternoon A chilled read this afternoon
The Road That Leads to nowhere - A poem about real The Road That Leads to nowhere - A poem about realising it that you are una relationship that is going nowhere

For years we played the same parts

In this ever ending game of chess

Both so afraid to make the move

Yearned for more but wanted less

 

Unwilling to make that crucial step

A leap for humankind

Unlock the keys to life and love

A groundhog day so blind

 

Sustained attempts to be unique

Yet we always remained so square

The world itself was rushing by

Without the most damn care

 

Seasons came and went

The snow became the sun

Our feet rooted to the ground

Even the toddlers learned to run

 

Eventually, the answer came

We drifted far apart

The time it waits for no one

Not even the beating of a heart

#poem #relationship #end
40 years ago today a huge tragedy hit football. 56 40 years ago today a huge tragedy hit football. 56 people went to a football match and never came home. I was in Bradford that weekend visiting family. Did not attend the game. Remember being in the centre the next day, just silence. In memory of those who never returned #bradford
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Invincibles!! #chelsea Invincibles!! #chelsea
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