Weeping, my tears do seep, into rivulets so deep
Abseiling, down my cheeks further, they do creep
Making their final deathly leap fall onto my breast
Thus, invited into my open torn heart as its guest
My emotions, again sent around, this broken soul
Until once again, this soul can be rendered whole
And the open wound of my heart, then but a scar
With my then, darkened thoughts, darken as char
Give way to emotions of a brighter notion as arise
With only tears of a newer life, as all my hurt dies
Categories:
abseiling, deep, emotions, for him,
Form: Couplet
She slow- slips feet in poems
Tears trickle from sky- high eyes
down earth's cheeks to find the stream
I love your long water veils
abseiling splashed self down,
streaming gently life's sheer sails
Father shows me a true source-
Tugela springs from plateau
spread out with windblown scrub.
Symbiosis exists here.
Vague thoughts of Virginia
wading, stone-weighted pockets
dragged her down deep to depths...
A mind burst by selfdoubt's clouds
touch my unresistant heart.
There's only one way to go,
trained by firmament's full flow-
downpour your loyal consort
sending mind subservient-
twisting those transcendant traits
through trails of least resistance
Aah, River! You flow fullsome
as you rush, rapids gushing
roughshod through brim-filled banks.
Thunder hails soaking cloudbursts-
Storms suit well- recessed levels-
Overflow forms new outlets
shaped by pushing poweshift.
Repost from 07/03/2016, in reverse, with adjustments...sometimes just have to change life's direction... : )Reposted: 13/10/2016
Categories:
abseiling, change, imagery, poetess, poetry,
Form: Alliteration
My life at the moment is hard
And im finding it hard to cope,
Its like im abseiling
But freely with no rope.
No excitment, no thrill
Just pain and hurt,
Im falling, crashing, falling
Face down in the dirt.
My battered broken body
Lays there in a heap,
I know where i need to be
"But im not strong enough" I weep.
My lonlieness consumes me then
And i curl up and cry,
Seems as though the battles lost
I just want to give up and die.
I cant be like them i thought
Im not strong enough to stand,
I'll lay here and wallow
Bury my head in the sand.
Something ignites in me..
I feel the strenghth to fight,
Im gonna get out of here...
Im leaving here tonight!
I claw my way out of despair
Away from this gloomy pit,
And i see something
A pathway clearly lit.
And the second i saw that light
I knew it was for me,
Sheer courage and strength just poured out
As that light guided me.
Categories:
abseiling, abuse, anti bullying, deep,
Form: ABC
A big fat messy pineapple in a jam jar suit can only really be opposed by riotous fluffy teddy bears who sing lullabies to quash the storm fold. Wolf of the trees howls a pleasing tune to a passing cross country parade of heifers, moorhens, and large wading ducks. It is said that the trophy won will be constructs not from pink abseiling donuts but from radios, cars and a forty foot acorn. Swing then swim then. Eras exploding events exacting eons erupting. Eel juice. Pods. Hahahaha and nowadays obsolete spelling hahahaha pleasure of seeing data structure in a bow tie holding a bowl. *** fraternization z
Categories:
abseiling, animal,
Form: I do not know?
Spider’s exercise
Abseiling down silken threads
Moonlight casts shadows
28th September 2015
Categories:
abseiling, nature,
Form: Haiku
We fostered a child,
form a home of broken love,
I tried to teach,
honesty, loyalty, integrity,
yet lessons fell on silent ears,
"why do you steal" I asked
"because it's fun
it's like playing cops and robbers
if you get caught
it's just the risk
do the crime
do the time
your life is to boring" he said
guess that was the truth,
my life, my dreams, did not interest him,
to change a child,
you need to inspire him,
to change a man,
you need to gather his respect,
my life was to quite,
to calm, to inspire him,
perhaps abseiling,
hand gliding,
sports,
all might have gained his respect,
without respect the battle is lost,
the child fails to learn,
many years have past,
under the rivers of time,
perhaps some of what I taught remains,
that I will never know,
yet from each lesson we learn,
perhaps others can learn,
from my mistake's.
I don't pretend to be perfect,
some people are far more,
intelligent than me,
my spelling is far from perfect,
but to succeed in life,
we need a plan,
a plan that cares about people,
a plan built to help people,
succeed.
Categories:
abseiling, change, children, integrity,
Form: Narrative
My nervous knees shaking
Harnessed and ready to descend
Watching children practicing
and looking at me
The teachers taking pictures of me,
nervous and frightened
Logan encouraging me saying:
“Don’t be nervous .You can do it.”
Feeling the air rushing across my face
Here I go, descending
Closing my eyes
until I reach the grass
Slowly going down
with fright in my mind
Reached the grass
without noticing
Listening to my friends say:
“Dominic, you did it!!”
Opening my eyes
Looking at myself, unharnessed.
Categories:
abseiling, adventure
Form: Free verse