Laying here, thinking..
I can take a marker, stand in front of a mirror and literally trace my heart on my chest.
I feel each beat and watch it in wonder in that mirror.
Not sure how I feel, I think I am coming to life, or shutting down.
Just standing and watching it beat.
Place my arms over the outline to hold it together.
Looks up into eye's that are just watching myself without expression..
Why?
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
It's 4am, this woke me.
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I am, Child, Sister, Daughter, Mother, Friend, Therapist, Momma bear, Protector, Granny.
Wraps them all in a box lined with cotton wool, places my heart on top, closes the box.
Walks into Hands and arms strong enough to rest in for a while, feeling the tears washing my face.
Will collect my box just now, wipe my face, smile and continue.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
I don't know, feeling so much, need to rest a little.
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There are many moving parts
You may simple not know
Numerous twists and turns
The future is often murky
Where does one’s reason reside
What things remain inside
Reflections on our strengths
Comparing to our weaknesses
Bridled only by our own ambition
Knowing where we should thrive
Better to find our own happiness
And be completely honest with life
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
Reflections on the future through the proverbial lens of a clock.
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hope rains and springs eternal
hope is all we have, hope is our dreams, our life will return again.
hope drives our thoughts, our hearts, our emotions.
and our destiny through our lives.
hope is all we have when times get tough.
on the darkest night, in the coldest winters ,or the hottest summers.
hope for love , hope for luck and hope for a future.
hope rains supreme through time and ages.
hope never ends.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
is what i write now i cant sleep since my wife of 40 years has died.
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as the light breaks through the window , i see it.
but i was already awake.
it lights the room , but no one is there.
i can no longer hear you breathe next to me , or see you in the dark.
because you are now gone.
i used to wake to hear you breathe , see you next to me .
i have done that for 40 years , now is no more.
in the light the room is still , silent, lonely.
no sounds , no more that one echoed around the room.
only the early light dances across from side to side now.
with eerie silence i rise and i sit on the bed , where once you where beside me.
only memory's now to hold and exist.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
for my wife of 40 years that died on 30/4
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time slows down and we see it stop , when we lose someone.
your heart breaks beyond repair.
you feel like your chest will implode , sucking you into yourself.
time seems never to restart were you left it.
and never will again.
you find yourself wishing to turn time back itself.
in the hope it can be.
or freeze a moment in time forever.
but once gone can never be repeated.
time wasted is time lost forever.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
for my wife of 40 years who died on the 30/4
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Posted: Feb 2020
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Wasted wait away.
Waiting time wasted away.
I watch the wait.
I wait on the watch.
More and more time wasted away.
Always waiting for this and that.
Precious moments passed away waiting, that you can't get back.
Waiting so long, on and on.
From one wait to another wait.
Too late.
Timeworn away.
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And for this presentation!,
For all this mad frustration!,
For this price - kindly be seated in this room!, -
And the good for nothing!,
That all made us something!,
Only to march to a different tune!, ---
-- And being alone,
It's not all that bad?,
Sometimes being sad,
Sometimes glad, ---
And for the servants that are serving you wine!,
All dressed in white!,
Wearing crooked smiles!,
Perhaps its medication time - again?!, -
Always want!,
But never need!,
Fall hard!,
But land on your feet!,
Only to march to a different tune! ---
-- And being alone,
May I speak bold?,
Rarely warm,
Mostly cold, --
Perhaps I'm speaking way to soon?!,
As you're not really so alone here!,
In this room?!,
Maybe love is not that far away?!, -
But who am I to even tell?!.
To tell such madness?!,
Unless you've been to Hell?!,
So many times we've all been there!, ---
--And being alone,
Motionless, but we knew?,
And the game remains the same,
Only to march - to a different tune, ----------------
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Posted: Nov 17
About this poem:
Wrote this one 11/17/2023. This is rough draft for the first write. Consider a high/medium tempo to low guitar playing while writing this obscure, off the wall type song! lol Until then
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I starred in a movie, do you believe it's true?, It's about me, It's about you, we got lost in space in the human race, you kissed me twice, it was nice, we had chicken curry and rice, then life moved on, just like in a song, annd theeeen suddenly,,, something went wrong, I got cancer and hospitalised, twas then I realised, angels are real, not something you feel, she arrived with a sandwich in her hand, like something from a foreign land, I loved her always and will always love her so,,,, I never want to go! xx
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
ITS IN THE POEM
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I am a warrior,
Without a war,
I am tranquility,
Without peace,
I live to die,
I am dying to live,
Given you the sunshine that brightens your eyes,
I give you the moon that you fear,
I am growing older,
Yet, I'll be here for many more years,-
Pick a flower flowerchild, my sweet,
I am an angel,
I am the beast,-
I am right,
Constantly high,
Am I wrong?,
Wine, women, and song?,-
I am love,
I am hate,
I can rule,
I can debate,-
Remember me as the fluffy clouds linger by,
From all four corners,
There I will lie,-
Facing the moon with my back against the sun,
Once more,
Then there were none--
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
This one I wrote was 12-10-1993. This is the idea of pre-history, history, future tense post-history and then a time when there will be no history at all. With Thanksgiving drawing near, you may want to be sated with what you have now. It's better than being solo. Like Earth.
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