Can you write a poem?.

Sandy_123

Thankyou @Globster

Sandy_123

A cup of tea

Pop the kettle on,I need to unwind, chill

Nice and strong, a splash of milk, brill

Put my feet up, no noise, just my drink

At last, I can hear myself think.

Pop the kettle on,a friend has come In

The fancy teapot comes out for  wynn

The milk jug and sugar bowl come out too.

No cake, but a couple of biscuits to chew.

Pop the kettle on, there's a problem to fix

A tiff with him in doors, the tap still drips

I wouldn't mind, but I've told him several times 

I wonder why I bother to ask sometimes 

Pop the kettle on, let's have a nice brew

There's a new tv drama starting I'm into

It's a mystery but the story line is true

About a girl, went missing, named sue

Sandy_123

And with that I'm popping the kettle on

SueHeath

Wow @Sandy_123 that's brilliant xx

Sandy_123

Thanks @SueHeath

Autumn_Feeling

Clouds.

Black and white. Sometimes grey.

A splash of colour in the paintbrush jar.

Blobs speckling a worn canvas.

Fine lines scratched in all directions.

The torn edge of a sheet of paper.

Scrumple and start over.

Waking thoughts cling to the wisps of an abstract dream.

Broad strokes drifting towards the tangible.

Trying hard to capture

The meaning of it all.

Release.

Alex_Alumni

These are great poems @Sandy_123 and @Autumn_Feeling I can picture what's happening really well

Sandy_123

Thankyou @Alex_Scope a cup of tea solves it all

Globster

@Sandy_123 @Atumn_felling
I read both your poems were wonderfully written and definitely can imagine both situations referenced in both poems. I look to read more poetry for the both you   

Autumn_Feeling

Thanks @Alex_Scope and @Globster.

I don’t like to think too hard about writing. Just have fun, let the words flow out, and see what happens.

Autumn_Feeling

The first line was originally the third line and then it took on a whole life of its own.

NARC.

Sentences turn into a prison of the mind.

I’m not crazy though. Am I?

Life turned upside down.

Going down for something. False imprisonment.

Can’t make your bed when you’re handcuffed.

That’s a funny picture. Frame it.

I’m out of the picture.

Don’t be so negative. 

Have one shot to make things right.

Snapshot of a brighter future.

But I’m in the wrong.

Barred from the community. Out of service.

A clean sweep!

Bringing forth a New Word Order.

That’s what I meant. With a side dish of salad. Food forethought.

Counsel my thoughts. Hold onto what’s real.

But, but, but… 

A loaded chamber pointed at the truth.

Held ransom.

Ran some tests. Results came back negative.

A hollow crack from the butt of a gun.

Reason? No reason. 

That’s treasonous by penalty of death.

Sandy_123

Inner voice anxiety

Lovely day today to go town shopping.

Hmm, I don't know, consider swapping.

No, I will be fine, I won't be gone long.

Listen to me,  you know lots will go wrong.

Sat at the bus stop, the sun rays feel warm.

Hey, careful the bus, it might crash I warn.

Distract my mind, I get out my phone

I know you can still hear me, go home.

Town is busy, I get all  my shopping list.

Watch your bag, it will get taken, it persists.

I check, it's fine, I pull it closer to me.

What if you get ill? You'll regret it, see.

I feel a bit faint, anxiety is getting to me

I go for the bus back, wait by the big tree.

Oh dear, you'll faint, no one will help you. 

If only you were here with someone you knew.

Get off the bus, I'm nearer home phew.

What If someone broke in, waiting for you? 

 Don't listen, it's not real,none of it is true.

I'm now home, it's safe, a cuppa or few.

Tori_Scope

That's a really powerful depiction of anxiety @Sandy_123 Well done! I'm sorry to hear that you've struggled with these kinds of thought patterns, though. 

I also thought your poem was really thought provoking @Autumn_Feeling! 

Sandy_123

Yeah its all the time anxiety, mild and strong. Only started in menopause. I think most people could relate to that poem.

Autumn_Feeling

Tori_Scope said:

That's a really powerful depiction of anxiety @Sandy_123 Well done! I'm sorry to hear that you've struggled with these kinds of thought patterns, though. 

I also thought your poem was really thought provoking @Autumn_Feeling! 

Thanks for the kind words @Tori_Scope

Between 2016 and 2019 I experienced narcissistic abuse. Recently, I finally talked to a psychologist about it.

Browsing the web, I learned that expressive writing is good for PTSD. It’s been really helpful while waiting for therapy options.

Heres another couple of poems that I wrote:

Two Step Program

There are only two ways of living.
First way: leave something behind.
Second way:

Flow

Grabbing hold and letting go
Are dance partners
Who surrender to the medley in their hearts.

Karen7788

What a fantastic talented group of posters, 👏👏👏👏

Karen7788

Our Dad.

The sadness and heartbreak I’ve seen today,
with heads bent forward, arms around each other
Pain and suffering, in silence and dismay,
We all feel the pain, my sisters and brother.

Our Mum, can still hear Dad call her name,
she turns around looking lost and bereft,
Fifty years together, it won’t ever be the same,
yet we’re all here with our memories still left.

We laugh, we cry, eat cake, drink tea,
with family and friends, all there in respect.
“Have a big party in remembrance of me”
he said we had to move on, we had to accept.

Years have gone by and our Mum’s doing well,
with all her family still around her.
She can still hear him call her, it’s no time for farewell,
he’s never gone way, he will always be there.

SueHeath

These poems are fantastic all, wow some sent a shiver down my spine.
Wouldn't it be a great idea, if it hasn't already been done, for some one to invest, as a good deed, and get all your wonderful poems together in a book and sell for scope xx

Sandy_123

Great poem @Karen7788

Globster

@Sandy_123 your was so powerful and wonderful written poem with an important message.
@Karen7788 A glorious and written poem