With the current ai rush..Smart metres smart phones.' and much other such,
I reciprocate, in major distain at the loss
Of independant cognition
To me it can be the very nadir
And creativity crush? Depends
On your direction? Or your take
At this time of writing for me its
All one big ( smart-ache !)
Aging
slow creaks rise up,
bones murmuring their truths,
a quiet ledger of the years
unfolds.
Verse 1
Girlfriend Trouble
Pain
Hard
feelings
take hold.
A fight with her,
the one I care for,
and everything now
feels broken and heavy.
I just don't know what to do.
Why does love have to hurt this much?
Verse 2
Time Waits For no One
Tick.
The clock,
quiet machine,
Eat our youth whole,
Chews love into dust,
Leaves bones of memory,
Still,chase its shadow's tail,
Calling seconds by sacred names,
Pretending they'll stop if we sing the song,
We keep on running from the final tick
Verse 3
The River Forgets no Face
Flow.
Limps on
Through our sins
Washing lies away clean,
It hums to the drowned ones
Names carved in its ripples,
Even the mud remembers feet
No step unseen,no crime erased now,
The river keeps our softest griefs always,
Its ancient water never forgets a single
face
Aches And Pains
Aches and pains.
They never go away.
They greet me in the morning.
Always suffering.
Hair turning gray.
I’m showing my age.
Played hard as a kid.
Growing old, I’m now paying for it.
Aches and pains go away.
Take it easy every day.
May need a walker and a cane
Just live through the pain.
Aches and pains, pains and aches
Is this what old age is about?
What about sailing off into the sunset
Instead we complain about gout
It hasn't been bad at least not for me
Been one of the fortunate ones
Count all my blessings every damn night
Each morn I welcome the sun
Why me I ask, how come I'm the one
Escaping old age symptoms
Like gall stones, cholesterol, and diabetes
A lifetime most can't fathom
One day, that day will descend upon me
Hope it's quick and painless
A sissy I am and I always have been
Perhaps I'll continue to be blessed
Aches and pains, pains and aches
Is this what old age is about?
Moonlight will reign when twilight fades
Skies darken and starlight cascades
The world is poised, ready for sleep
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
Tides continue to ebb and flow
Grief chills my life like Winter snow
Tears borne on waves into the deep
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
Nights are long as I lie abed
Memories of us fill my head
Time moves slowly, seeming to creep
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
In restlessness, I toss and turn
For what I have lost, I still yearn
From love we've sown, I cannot reap
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
Muted in lament are my sighs
So no one hears my mournful cries
I pray to God, "My soul to keep"
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
As dawn appears in morning light
I'm thankful for passage of night
Across my room, sunlight will sweep
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep
Not everyone Believes in Love and Light and Miracles. Not everyone embraces Hope and Faith.
My Heart aches for you
(Only you can make it Change)
By Michelle Morris
17/12/2024
My Heart aches when I look at you
I can see and feel everything
I know your Heart, Mind and Soul
Because your Energy speaks so loudly
You're fragmented and forlorn
Pieces missing because of Pain
I cannot Heal or Help unless you're prepared
To Believe in Light and Love
In Hope and Faith and Angels
In Heaven's Blessings for your Life
Because you have severed all connections
To the Power of the Universe's Magic
You've allowed the Darkness to seep in
It's taken hold of you deep down
You don't even seem to realise it
How close you are to Eternal Drowning
And I cannot be the jagged rocks
That my Soul gets smashed upon
There's only so much I can do for you
Before I lose myself and dim my Light and Song
And yet my Heart aches again and again
I don't want to see you live this way
But ultimately I know that you have the Choice
And only you can make it Change
© Michelle Morris, 2024
Nothing particular,
then it comes to me.
Like a flash of lightning,
streaking down from the sky.
It’s a thought of you,
and like that flash striking a tree,
my heart aches.
Jim starts the day with good intention
Jobs need doing that require his attention.
The garden needs a good sprucing up
His vegetation 'triffids' are running amok.
He mows the lawn, trims the hedges,
Creates those nice, neat lined edges.
Weeds the borders, deadheads the flowers,
Feeds the plants their nutritional powers.
The hard soil is dug, ready and prepped
To sow the seeds for home grown veg.
Must not forget to prune back the tree
A labour of love is what it can be.
Hours of work that seemed never ending
His body and limbs, stretching and bending.
Sun burnt skin, his head now aches
Back is killing him, so takes a break.
Joints and muscles moan and groan
Weeds now gone are finally dethroned.
Jim's bones applaud with clicks and cracks
His badge was the sting when a wasp attacked.
Admiring his garden that he has served
His body felt it carried every ache in the world.
The thing Jim will remember and quickly did learn
To wear factor fifty to avoid the sunburn.
29.08.24
teardrops like raindrops
shed by the heart when it aches
to comfort itself
Give thanks for a stomach-ache
same as for a birthday cake
Do your elbows feel good today ~
that'll seal the deal, the grateful say
?
My body aches, burdened by your sins,
Heavy shadows cast where light begins.
Each step I take, a struggle to endure,
Your deeds weigh down, a pain so pure.
The weight you bear, I feel in my bones,
In every whisper of wind that moans.
Guilt and remorse, an unending sea,
Their waves crashing, engulfing me.
Yet I stand strong, against the tide,
For in my heart, a fire won't subside.
I'll carry your sins, though they cut like knives,
In hope that one day, our spirit thrives.
My body aches, but I'll rise above,
With love and forgiveness, and strength to prove.
On these sunny days I sadly feel blue
Where is the phone call that you said would happen soon?
Now my guitars out of tune
and my body aches in the afternoon
but for some reason I can't wait to tell you.
On these darkest nights I'm still not tired
quit my job before I could get fired
then I hear your voice on the radio
and you sang my name so now I know
I'm still your love even at your shows.
My guitars now in tune
and I dance in the afternoon
but I still can't wait to tell you.
My heart is cracked
..it aches
I use it carelessly
..it shakes
I must be wise now
..it’s sore
It can withstand the blows
..no more
I let it fall so hard
..again
I must shelter it
..from pain
I should be more aware
..it’s sad
From all the heartache
..it’s had
I’ll never fall again
..so hard
I must once more keep up
My guard.
Aches and pains, pains and aches
Is this what old age is about?
What about sailing off into the sunset
Instead we complain about gout
It hasn't been bad at least not for me
Been one of the fortunate ones
Count all my blessings every damn night
Each morn I welcome the sun
Why me I ask, how come I'm the one
Escaping old age symptoms
Like gall stones, cholesterol, and diabetes
A lifetime most can't fathom
One day, that day will descend upon me
Hope it's quick and painless
A sissy I am and I always have been
Perhaps I'll continue to be blessed
Aches and pains, pains and aches
Is this what old age is about?
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