Before my friends panic, I wrote this years agoand have only now got round to tidying it up.HowHow has it come to this?How have I arrived in this place?A space where I’m scared to be myselfWhere I must hold backMainly because I knowThat no one is to blameOnly timeOnly youthOnly lack of understandingAnd trusting inContinueContinue reading “How”
Category Archives: Poetry
In Your Footsteps
In Your FootstepsYou think I don’t want to follow themEverywhere they goTo be there when they laughSee them walking life’s highwaysHopeful – optimistic – youngYou think my heart beatsTo a different rhythmAnd my insides don’t crumbleAt the temporary lossAs they walk out the doorYou think I rest easilyWhile they feel their feet in lifeOr sitContinueContinue reading “In Your Footsteps”
Hard to Say
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why? Minds don’t stay in one place for long. I’m not a fan of looking back unless it’s to good memories. I do like to mull my way forward sometimes, but then that can be to miss the here and now, which isContinueContinue reading “Hard to Say”
Happy All Year Your Way
As an old year passes And a new year beginsWe may not have a clue What we want to bring inIt’s an arbitrary dayA calendar ruleIt’s an absolute fact it means nothing at allThere’s really no rushFor the only new startComes when you listenTo the voice of your heartSo aim to be happyTo your ownContinueContinue reading “Happy All Year Your Way”
I believed
In being a person I could be proud of:kind, compassionate, thoughtful, there.I wanted to be this personbecause I’d only ever met one such individual;he was always there.A good role model.I thought that decency, kindness and compassionwould attract people who felt the same way.Instead, everything I had to offer was drained,and still I wasn’t good enough.IContinueContinue reading “I believed”
Parenthesis of a Happy Child
I thought I knew who you wereand how it wasI thought I understoodeverythingI believed in the pastin the certainty of memoryYet you were layers within layersof life and meaningComplex in your simplicityconcave in self-beliefYou said you knew the waybut you were only trying To lead me safelyto an unknown destinationTheories authorised your existencelife made aContinueContinue reading “Parenthesis of a Happy Child”
Juxtaposition
Black and white determinationabove and belowgrey on grey truth in the space between“The proximity of luck”the man said“depends on ability”What does he know?Nearness involvesbeing contiguously near anotherin the vicinity of someone who wants to be thereThe closeness of peopledepends entirelyon hearing what we want to hear(No-one told me that at the altar)You can approach anContinueContinue reading “Juxtaposition”
Words: Life
LifeIs in the cornersIt is in the spaces between thingsIn the words we don’t say and the actions we don’t takeLife is inThe closed doors we open and the open doors we ignoreThe thoughts we don’t voice and the ideas we don’t pursueIn the wrong dreamsThe wrong roadsThe poor choicesOr the right onesLife is inTheContinueContinue reading “Words: Life”
Never Mind
When I realised as a child That I was always going to be wrong I didn’t think ‘never mind’ I just felt hurt When I wasn’t allowed to go to university And those hopes and dreams were stopped I didn’t think it then either I just felt lost Through decades of hurts That never neededContinueContinue reading “Never Mind”
Why?
Why do I keep fighting back?Using this puny voice in a world gone mad.Saying good things over and over againto a world so damaged that the existenceof goodness has become hard to credit.Believers believe despite all evidenceto the contrary.We also believe and we know that our evidence is worth believing in.Innocents and animals deserve safetyContinueContinue reading “Why?”
Deb Hawken - Amorah 