Poetry Threat (well ok thread!) mark 2

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Thoughts of Change

We wander through this empty life
Taking no notice of whats around,
We feel such anger,sadness and strife
Wondering what will next abound.

Love is an emotion so intense
But on the flip side so is hate,
All we need is common sense
To ensure the former carries more weight.

We take so much for granted
The things we should appreciate,
But we just seem to never get started
Just tear apart whats good and commiserate.

How do we change these things
Make all and everything glad,
I think we need to cut the strings
The ones that make us sad.

Concentrate on today
Live like there is no tomorrow,
Appreciate joy, hope and play
Stop right there this bag of sorrow.

Learn to give and never take
Listen and hear what is said by others,
Act and show mistakes we make
Must stop being a thing that hovers

Take someones hand this very day
And tell them what you want to achieve,
How you wish, hope and pray
That what you do will only please

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I take your hand, gazing deep into your eyes
Looking far inside those windows to your soul
We have said many hellos and too many goodbyes
My heart cries out, this takes its toll

So much I can take, but too many lies
I need to regain some dignity and control.

My love for you has never faltered
I love you as much today as I did back then
The dynamics I know though have greatly altered
Our undoing was a case of not why, but when

I bought to you a pain I shouldn’t, but knew I would
The poor logistics of my life insured that then.

As I take a step closer and lower my gaze
Your lips so sweet to kiss, I lower my lips, touching yours
The unexpected passion leaving u confused in many ways
That my darling is how I feel and I pray that it ensures

You will always know the strength of love through all that murky haze
I continue to give you that unrivalled love alongside all my adieu’s

It breaks my heart as I turn away tears running down my cheeks
I have hurt myself and you once I know
But realise I must take this final leap
I love you baby so much so

That I need to torture myself one last time
And love you enough to let you go.

[cath 55]

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[cath 55]

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Sun

The Roman Goddess Aurora brings forth the Dawn,
The sun slowly rising over the horizon, its beauty heaven sent
Bringing forth light and life, a new day is born,
The earth spinning around until it reaches the pinnacle of its ascent.

The medium size star that drives our weather
This raging ball of fire’s rays reaching forward
Its gravitational pull keeping us all together
Every bloom unfolds its petals skyward.

We lift our faces towards its heat
Its ray’s soaking through our skin
Feeling energized as it smiles upon us continuing to beat
Unselfishly giving all that it brings.

Let us all take a leaf out of our “Suns” book
Leave darkness, sadness, self pity and woe
Smile broadly at everyone and look!
At the energy, joy, life and light your sunshine smile can bestow.

[cath 55]

I look in the mirror
that person staring back at me
is it really me? is it really me?
I study the face
the jowls slowly creeping up
I examine every line

just when?
just when did my face become older
Just when did I start to look like my mother
Just when? exactly would be good
so i can warn
others that may
go exactly the same way……

but……..
I wonder if it is so bad
the lines in my face
the jowls so clear now
is it really such a bad thing
oh no my freind

its shows the life i have lived
not all good, not charmed
but then
not all bad either, and some luck there too
make the most of your life
my young freind because……..
one day you will be like it too

but……
fear not
its not all bad
i look at whats gone
no tears, not sad
whatever has passed
i do not envy
the young ones that have
their lives ahead

but heed one warning
I feel this old head must give
dont squander your life
enjoy and live!!!!

cath xx

[Cymorill]

Invisible tears fall, even now as i struggle
to show how i truly feel.
I wonder why it is that i can’t shout or scream
what it is my heart and soul needs.
Instead i choose to withdraw and place on my face
my well worn mask, my second skin.

My mask and i, we go way back
perfectly moulded to every contour
transparent from overuse, yet opaque enough
to hide the face that lies beneath.

A painted smile, (a skill
developed long ago) crafted to perfection
to conceal, comforts me for awhile
but today seems short lived and superficial

Frustrated anger, i lose control for one brief moment
silently screaming into nothingness, i reproach myself,
over and over in my troubled mind.

Reaching out with unsteady hands, i retrieve my mask
which has slipped to the floor. Like a broken toy, i cradle
it carefully in my hands and lift it to my face.
It glides on smoothly, my second skin, and i smile once again.

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I liked that Cymorill could feel the words, brave words too x

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A Girl lays on her back amongst the tall grasses
The river flowing quietly beside her as the sun begins to rise
Motionless but aware, her eyes and her breathing the only movement as time passes
She holds her breath as a badger comes closer,the last of his rounds before full sunrise.
His black and white head striking against the grey body, he stops, sniffing the air his head alert and searches
An unrecognizable aroma carries through the air, he turns away he is one of the wise.

She releases the breath she held so tight sighing at such a wonderful sight.
Rippling waters against the stony river bed,the sound sending her back into repose,
The birds waking, stretching their wings, singing a morning chorus to the sunlight.
Gazing around she stops to stare at the most beautiful brown doe eyes and wet,black nose
A few feet away from her the deers nostrils flare,she stands bravely and looks back she doesn’t take flight
The girl and the deer quietly watch each other for what seems an age before the deer walks away slowly, no fear she knows.

Getting to her feet the girl walks slowly home, she sees the vixen across the valley running for its lair
The rabbits scurrying and hiding in their burrows, as the fox effortlessly covers the ground.
The sun fully above the horizon, the nocturnal hunters all safe in their homes,completely unaware
As the diurnal creatures come forth into the sun,hidden and silent but all around.
She arrives home, a smile spreading over her face, at the delights she has seen as she lowers herself into her chair
“Enchanting and amazing”,the girl cant wait for the morn, and the place by the river is where she will be found.

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Belonging

We wander… we search …we yearn
Looking for some peace and tranquillity
This is something as humans we never learn
To accept that all we need is our own humanity.

With this human nature we… the normal, all share
Each and every one of us to each other we do belong
Not in the ownership sense, that kind we must beware
But in the way that can be shown by the innocent and young.

Every person that touches our lives we should give openly with good will
Pass them that part of us that friendship that means we belong
To hand them a piece of us that truly belongs to them until
They chose to hand it back to us, be that time short or long.

Every piece of belonging that is returned will never be the same
As it has been effected by those that held it leaving their own print upon
This shapes us in many ways, gives the personality that is our name
Without this gift of sharing,none of us can ever truly grow and learn that yes we do all belong.

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