Things Poetic

 With determined eyes Furrowed brow Typewriter/ pen/ pencil/ keyboard ready Let the creative juices flow……. “Lunch time darling” you say “How’s the writing going” you ask Staring at the page with its additions Additional  “The “  I’ts going really well” “No you can’t read it yet”  Let’s dream of the afternoon  And hope

 Silence Nothing stirs, even the birds keep their counsel in that I can hear the background tinnitus  The crows call in the silence,  combines trundle across the fields seemingly eternal dust, choking but spreading seeds and goodness opening the ground to the birds Sunlight streams where it didn't Silence returns

Recover Another day on, always building stronger, a couple of steps before tripping backwards, believing recovery is possible, belief wells up Could it become better, carrying a load isn't positive, callous and caring is needed Does anyone think that ? Do you believe it ? Don't  Everyone struggles and each of us envisages a life of simple peace and joy Fair weather and a fair wind may help and support that, and foolishly I fought for that Grasping for a piece of it, given that recovery is such a goal that I didn't hope for for ages How, I wonder, hoping for some solace for my soul I hope, beyond anything that if I am on the first step, I may be able to improve Just for once, not in jest, no joking, I just want to feel that peace Knowing that, hoping that, dreaming that...there is a hope Lest its ended and the listlessness of lost hope takes over Making my soul, my spirit....me....fall into despair, darkness and malady Now, one cannot dream of positivity, never fear, never d...

 Strive to be better Easy to attack simple to tease fun to gossip championed for rudeness feted for being a bully Or you could Stand with that person being attacked, whatever the cost Don't join in with the teasing, and tell the people doing it they're cunts Just don't pass on stories about other people  Withdraw from rude people and choose others Stand up to a bully - always Just do one of those every day  or every time you experience it and tomorrow will be better than today and maybe that person won't be gone tomorrow

Inadequacy of Love Rainbows of flowing heat, dark and vibrantly aglow at the same time, Holding promise, whilst near the surface, pools of darker promise threat ? the first shoots, bright and virgin soaking up everything, endless promise and opportunity the first leaf, growing structure promise of more to coms stem thickening more leaves, and texture something new appears a different bud evolving until it opens bright and effervescent, the first flowering and suddenly, surrounded but pollinators, bees, flies the natural cycle suddenly ended by the florist moved into a vase Turned into a wife or husband fixed in time or reinforced as such ending any other promise leaving the plant somewhat diminished, less colourful, less promise growing, without the wild and beauty of the floral decorations love cut off, sat in a museum display a memory, but now stopped and dead

 Complete With you I am complete, the last brick in the lego ship the last puzzle piece, fighting its way into the puzzle, bereft without it without you,  lost drifting in mist and darkness nearly 2 decades wow and yet, still yesterday in my soul yours