Photo by Sora Shimazaki on Pexels.com Ten times ten And ten times one thousand Everyone watching everything – everywhere Nothing and no one escapes those looks Seeing – knowing – judging Glowing with their superiority Their eternal rightness of being While the watched struggle and strive Just to stay sane and alive With no timeContinueContinue reading “The Eyes of the Judges”
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Tact and Impotency
Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com Tactfully I don’t say what I’m thinking What would be the point? I’ve tried and tried until I’m tired You have your own views And anything I could contribute Would come from my reality My experience My raison d’etre And I can’t give you the will or desire ThatContinueContinue reading “Tact and Impotency”
Twinkle
Photo by Felix Mittermeier on Pexels.com I plucked a star from the skyand asked it“Why do you twinkle?”The star said“It’s in my nature to do so”I asked how it twinkledIt replied that to shine was naturalit didn’t question why It asked me “Why don’t you twinkle?”“I am not a star”It looked surprisedits twinkle dimming slightlyIContinueContinue reading “Twinkle”
When Time is Sweet
Photo by Luiz M. Santos on Pexels.com When time is sweetLike grapes on the vinesSmiles and experiences grow togetherAnd make vintage memoriesTo carry you through sour timesSo when life is not hardWhen you’re able to enjoy yourselfFuture proof by making as many good memories as you canAnd you may discoverThat you have more good timesContinueContinue reading “When Time is Sweet”
I’m A Thousand Years Older Than You
I’m a thousand years older than you I’ve often wondered if you knew Though I don’t remember old Spain Or the Conqueror’s reign Or the Battle of Waterloo I feel like your great-great-grandmother Or your mum at the best of times And it comes a good day When I really can’t say That you feelContinueContinue reading “I’m A Thousand Years Older Than You”
A Poet’s Life
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com There is nothing like poetry to allow you to explore yourself and life, and share those things with others. Poetry allows the reader to fill in the blanks. I actually saw this happen, I wonder what you see when you read it? Kick him in the nutsBash him over theContinueContinue reading “A Poet’s Life”
The Killing Field
Photo by RDNE Stock project on Pexels.com I catch his eye across the room,He catches mine; well that’s just grand.The music’s blaring all around,Modern time; old fashioned band.He walks this way, I wait and see,I think he wants to dance with me.I ask his name. I tell him mine.He wants to dance, I will, thisContinueContinue reading “The Killing Field”
Empty
Photo by Max Vakhtbovycn on Pexels.com This poem came from a difficult time in my life when I was learning the difference between working in the caring industry and the demands of business.Today, I am prepared to live the corporate life,be the corporate wife, live corporately.Now I am prepared to do what it takes toContinueContinue reading “Empty”
Childbirth
Photo by kelvin agustinus on Pexels.com They’re yelling at me to push harder – What the hell do they think I’m doing? This child’s tearing away my insides, and I’m sure my unmentionable’s ruined. My feet are up over my head, And my hair is all over my face. I’d be screaming in pain that’sContinueContinue reading “Childbirth”
I’m No Picasso
Photo by Anna Shevchuk on Pexels.com I wish I could paint but with colour I am green skies purple roofs grey sunsets With a brush I am outside the boundaries over the edge On canvas I am blobs Wiggles Spills In oils I amslidingIn acrylic I amstickingIn water I amrunningIn pastels I amsmudgedI could notContinueContinue reading “I’m No Picasso”
Deb Hawken - Amorah 