Can you write a poem?.
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Wouldn’t it be great @Sandy_123 if we could flick a switch and turn our inner voice off sometimes.0
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The air was extremely still, yet the shadows danced across the window sill.
Flick the switch to bring some light, send the shadows back into the night.
The bulb exploded, disturbing and waking, my legs trembling, hands shaking.
A thousand pieces shattered all around, sprinkling like shards to the ground.An hour earlier laying in bed, I heard scraping, it brought a feeling of dread.
Then, through the wall, floating on air, three noses, four eyes, not one strand of hair
Eyes closed tight, keeping perfectly still, go away, please, turn night into day.
I must turn on the light, yes, the one on the landing, finger poised, standing.3 -
Thank you @Teddybear12, I’ve been thinking about my Dad a lot recently. We’re arranging a 90th Birthday thing for Mum and she’s been on her own now for a long time. We’re printing photos of Mum over the years and Dad is on most of them. We often talk about him like he’s still here, he always said that he wouldn’t be happy if we cried about him once he’d gone.2
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I think that would be awesome @SueHeath
I'm sorry that you experienced narcissistic abuse @Autumn_Feeling, but I'm glad that writing poetry is a positive outlet for you. I hope that the talking therapy helps, too 0 -
Just a thought, have any of you had any of your poems printed in books or any think like that, they are soooooo good xx0
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I agree with @SueHeath 0
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I just read a poem about your inner voice, and its started the wheels whirring.
My inner voice.
I've got this inner voice, its talking all the time,
I suppose its like most, it seems to be in rime.
But then again its in my head, so can others here it too?
I often wonder, what's going on inside, that little head, is mine the same as you?
Its funny really, or, really its not, I think of what it said
but, no matter how I try, its, plain to see, I have just forgot.
Some call it brain fog, how they thought of that?
Cos' sometimes its quite stressful, and says its time for bed.
Well that's O K you say, at least you will get some rest
But I have tossed and turned for hours, and really, I've just got out of bed,
I've only been up 10 minutes, and already my heads in turmoil
I've tried to put the world to right, but my brain feels like a Gargoyle.
Its stuck in stone, just looking out, the look that never changes
But from in here its noisy, there is no discussion, just stupid suggestions and phrases.
But once in a while, the sun comes out, and have a great idea
And shout EURICA, I'll have another beer.
Again a sigh, I been up only 12 minutes,
so a beer is out of the question, and, feeling a little bit queer.
OH I wish I had that on/off switch,
cos mine seemed to have disappeared.
So when alone with your thoughts, it shows your not alone
as now you have someone to talk to, that not on the end of a phone.
You CAN discuss 24/7, anything with this voice of yours,
and remember if things get to much, you can always hit the pause.
Between you, you can fix anything, that the world has on offer
and reflect the prose and con's, to make things a little better.
The first step is to remember, your in this together.
Its not a personal thing or even a vendetta, so with that said.
PAUSE. goodnight.1 -
That's a super poem @onebigvoice I hope you were able to hit pause and get some sleep after writing! 0
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Not straight away. I nodded off about 4.30am? Had to much conversation with her in doors ( In my head) I am writing 3 documents at the same time and because they need to all cross referenced with other documents its getting a bit clogged. The quicker I get it on paper the better. 1. Going to ICE who have again taken my case on. 1. to MP who is now looking at a compensation claim. That's going like a lead balloon, hard going but it will float. the last one to DWP under the FOI and MR of registered letters I have sent with no reply's from months ago. But we will get there as I am now used to this attitude from them.0
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Days gone by
No More queuing outside to use a phone
Putting your money in after the ring tone.
Two and five pence it was the cost then
Talk quick before the pips come again
People think deliveries are a new thing
We had lots of people with things to bring
The alpine pop man was one that came
The Baker, egg man, milkman did the same
Noises that you heard then are gone now
Metal bin lids bang in the night, raised a brow
No more coal lorry fetching bags of coal
Tipping the truck up to fill the sacks whole
Every chimney smoked over the street below
The fire keeping the house warm and glow
A toasting fork to toast bread I miss that now
No toasters then it was better anyhow
The eighties disco on a Friday at the local
Rar rar skirts and jewellery made from opal
A young handsome man escorting you home
A thankyou goodbye at the gate go in alone.
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For us old ones @Tori_Scope lol0
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Ha @Sandy_123. Probably more people than you realise! 0
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Halloween
The devil's and ghouls and ghosts too
Zombies and monsters to name a few
Are some of the costumes that are on view.
Witches are cooking spells in their stew
Pumpkins are carved with scary faces
Lit candles put in to light up dark spaces
It is said to protect from unwanted guests
Some people decorate their house
With spiders, webs, black cats and mouse
Banners and balloons, a wreath on the door
Watch where you stand,scary mat on floor
Listen out, for your sure to get a knock
Its is usually at night at dark o clock
Trick or treat they will always shout
Choose wisely, they wont go without
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You don't know what you miss until you sit back and look.
Just read the two poems here and its glad to be on here again.
By the way loved both the poems, thanks guys/galls.
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Its the inspiration you gave us0
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Another amazing thread! Love reading all the poems and responses.
If anyone else wishes to share, please feel free to. I would be interested in hearing other people's poems and responses 0 -
This is a wonderful poem!onebigvoice said:I just read a poem about your inner voice, and its started the wheels whirring.
My inner voice.
I've got this inner voice, its talking all the time,
I suppose its like most, it seems to be in rime.
But then again its in my head, so can others here it too?
I often wonder, what's going on inside, that little head, is mine the same as you?
Its funny really, or, really its not, I think of what it said
but, no matter how I try, its, plain to see, I have just forgot.
Some call it brain fog, how they thought of that?
Cos' sometimes its quite stressful, and says its time for bed.
Well that's O K you say, at least you will get some rest
But I have tossed and turned for hours, and really, I've just got out of bed,
I've only been up 10 minutes, and already my heads in turmoil
I've tried to put the world to right, but my brain feels like a Gargoyle.
Its stuck in stone, just looking out, the look that never changes
But from in here its noisy, there is no discussion, just stupid suggestions and phrases.
But once in a while, the sun comes out, and have a great idea
And shout EURICA, I'll have another beer.
Again a sigh, I been up only 12 minutes,
so a beer is out of the question, and, feeling a little bit queer.
OH I wish I had that on/off switch,
cos mine seemed to have disappeared.
So when alone with your thoughts, it shows your not alone
as now you have someone to talk to, that not on the end of a phone.
You CAN discuss 24/7, anything with this voice of yours,
and remember if things get to much, you can always hit the pause.
Between you, you can fix anything, that the world has on offer
and reflect the prose and con's, to make things a little better.
The first step is to remember, your in this together.
Its not a personal thing or even a vendetta, so with that said.
PAUSE. goodnight.
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I really liked this one too. Cool!Justcheckingin15 said:'Where were you Da?'
Where were you when I was born
On the month of December
One cold grey morn
Did you see my first tooth
Or my first wobbly step
Was I ever really known
As Daddy's little pet?
Where were you when I turned one
And my Mother bore you
A baby Son
We were all born at Christmas time
You, my Brother and I
But where we ever the apple
Of our Fathers eye?
Where were you when my Brother got in a fight
The Teacher calling him a bold little Laddie
And I tried to read that look on her face
Which said 'Pity..he dont have a Daddy.'
Where were you when I walked down the aisle
I wasnt gona let it ruin my day
But there was a moment..when the Minister said 'Who gives this woman?'
That my imagination..it started to play.
Where were you when I held my first Son
On this occassion I wud'nt be sad
But I cud'nt help wondering if you wuda made better Grandad
Than you ever were a 'Dad'.
Unbeknown to me..I named 3 of my kids
Out of all the names that are listed
I gave them the same name as my half siblings
When I never even knew they existed!
I saw you again when we buried your Brother
Who lived beside us all his life
And I do believe you knew who we were
As you sat beside your new wife.
The Minister said he would like to thank-you ..and your Family for being here
And I wanted to shout. 'THATS US!'
But all the shouting was in my head
And I knew I'd never ever make a fuss.
(Wrote this years ago @onebigvoice...and to this day..Iv never finished it)
@Sandy_123.. @woodbine @Globster another wee one I wrote
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