Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com This poem is a poem to myself. To the person I thought I was and the person I turned out to be.Maybe it’s a poem for you too, for the person you really were. For forty-five years you suffered terriblyFrom an anxiety that wiped you outObscured the fun lovingContinueContinue reading “Letter to a ‘Feeble Mess’?”
Category Archives: Poetry
Definition
Photo by Life Of Pix on Pexels.com You were the light of my life I was too young to know that To begin to understand What your absence would mean When you died So did everything else Life as we all knew it And I stood alone in an ocean With no one to saveContinueContinue reading “Definition”
Love
Photo by Felix Mittermeier on Pexels.com Park me under a tree and leave me The tree will give me shelter and without my saying a word the tree will understand It has its roots in the earth and its canopy turned towards the sky It has seen and heard too many things to need toContinueContinue reading “Love”
Timeless Wisdom
Photo by Jean van der Meulen on Pexels.com Timeless Wisdom Time waits for no one But I wait for time I wait for the right time The best time The time when the signs appear That perfect moment when I should do… …something Part of the problem is That I haven’t defined the something ThereContinueContinue reading “Timeless Wisdom”
I Am
The problem with working yourself out.
The Price of Popularity
Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com Behind the group in the corner Is the most popular person in the world Sheltered from real life and the rest of us By their sheer charisma and gloss The best hair gel The best sparkly spray And the most expensive house and car Ensuring that they are neverContinueContinue reading “The Price of Popularity”
Eyes of the Judges
Ten times ten And ten times ten 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 time for perfection Or to wallow inContinueContinue reading “Eyes of the Judges”
Tact and Impotency
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 I can’t give you the will or desire That would fire you with the enthusiasm ToContinueContinue reading “Tact and Impotency”
Small Big Things
My life has come down to small things I once dreamed of big things But now inconsequential things Make me happy And yet they are the bigger things The real things Do I feel good? What fun can I have today? The dreams that disappeared On the path of survival Don’t matter Because they wereContinueContinue reading “Small Big Things”
I’m Old?
I’m writing this down because I’m old I know the rules I mustn’t think that I could remember these words Because I’m past it Over the hill On the long slippery slope To happiness Finally You though I was going to say something else Admit to being a has-been Admit that the world has passedContinueContinue reading “I’m Old?”
Deb Hawken - Amorah 