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”
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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”
Wishing Words
Photo by Lisa Fotios on Pexels.com I wish Happiness into your life So that you attract joy Luck and abundance In all good things I wish that the sun warms you The stars guide you And the moon reminds you Of the cycles of life Only love never ends I wish That you knew howContinueContinue reading “Wishing Words”
A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.
Photo by Klaus Nielsen on Pexels.com A dull wet Wednesday afternoon Not a sky in the clouds The sun a memory Or a myth Walking the streets Indifference reflected in the puddles Mud splashing onto Laundered clothes A shop throwing light across the path A warm space full of things Another world Not of theContinueContinue reading “A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.”
I Am
I worked through the idea of I am as a performance poem. There are two versions of it on here, but if I remove one I’ll probably break my posting streak! So I’m cheating and leaving both.
I walk on
The Artist
Photo by eberhard grossgasteiger on Pexels.com THE ARTIST The artist splashes white over black silver glistens across brown Blue is shaped Green smudges to grey Opalescence is given edges Innocent limbs are scarred by his cheek The lightest talent Stealthily Creeping up when you least expect him Silently Whirling his brush Wildly Indiscriminate With innocentContinueContinue reading “The Artist”
Deb Hawken - Amorah 