…it’s all over. A bridge once stood here. Strong and sturdy where we could safely tread and reach the distance, hand in hand, secure in one another’s embrace.
Our travels, as the years went by and the storms came and went, seemed to wear upon this bridge, our hands detaching one digit at a time.
These hands know not a gentle touch from one another any longer. Instead, now stands distance where once stood a mighty bridge. Now dangling rope and splintered wood with an insurmountable chasm between where once we stood, hand in hand.
We could curse the bridge, but why hold disdain for such a thing as the very path that once brought us together. We could curse each other, but such hurtful and hollow platitudes hold no weight.
The chasm is too deep and too long however.
So long, my dearest friend. May one day we find another bridge to cross, another path to travel, and the warm embrace we once enjoyed so very long ago.
Jack sprat grew more fat.
His wife became more thin.
His staple led to less of her,
and hers, to more of him.
He tasted what she used to love
and desired a richer plate.
The more he took from her sweet fork,
the less his woman ate.
See them now walk hand in hand;
and neither plump nor lean.
A happy balance has been reached
yet still the platter’s clean.
Equal wear upon their bed,
upon the stair and everywhere.
Opposites attract to make
a different kind of ‘share’.
Familiar now has bred content;
a healthy middle found.
If they could do it perhaps we all
could find some common ground.
My eyes rest upon your face, never wavering
My heartbeats, in accord, with yours
My feelings, I wear upon my sleeves
So, claim me and make me yours
Love me, oh. so tenderly.
My thoughts are no longer comprehensible to me
My words are no longer simple, nor, complicated -
My heart no longer beat with any normalcy
- For, it is now in tune with yours -
I've fallen, I've fallen hard, and I can't get up
I'm lost and I can't find my way
I'm drowning deep, deep, in the thought of you
I'm yours, if you want me, you've only got to say -
Come to me, my arms are opened wide-
Come my love, come inside -
You only have to hold me, and I'll melt within your embrace
You only have to kiss me, to make my heart race -
You only have to love me to make me yours for an eternity
you only have to say - Come to me, and I am all yours - Come to me -
Do not go gentle into the good night,
Where shadows dance, and darkness takes its flight.
Embrace the fire that burns within your soul,
Let passion guide you as you reach your goal.
Though time may pass and wear upon your frame,
Let not your spirit yield to sorrow's claim.
In every moment, let your spirit soar,
With every step, create a life worth more.
Resist the urge to dwell on days long past,
Instead, embrace the future and hold it fast.
The stars still shine, though they may seem concealed,
Their light remains, waiting to be revealed.
Rage against the dying of the light,
Ignite your dreams, let them take flight.
For life's too short to fade away unseen,
So seize the day and make your spirit keen.
Embrace the challenges that lie ahead,
With every breath, let your true self be shed.
Do not go gentle into the good night,
But blaze a path with all your strength and might.
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Tonight, I stand out on a frozen lake
and feel I dream, but cannot come awake
As I have been commissioned for this fight,
I stand out on a frozen lake, tonight
Upon my chest, the iron plate I wear
rings out like chapel bells through frigid air
when hammered by the sword I draw to test
the iron plate I wear upon my chest
Beside me on the ice, a mighty horse,
rears back in an impressive show of force
I'd choose, if given only one device -
a mighty horse beside me on the ice
There's still no proof that there be monsters here
but we've been followed and the truth comes clear
as we are being swallowed, head to hoof,
that there be monsters here, there's STILL no proof!
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With shaking legs and trembling hands
I hesitant to know if for me my time will soon be at hand
Yes, the news is bad as I choke back a sob to bashful and silent
I hear myself whisper "Why Me?"
With needles that prick and poke and bags of poison that force my viens to retract
in the chair I sit looking at others with faces of dispaire and eyes of hope
The only colors we see are of our many scarfs we wear upon our heads
in hiding the shame for the loss of our once beautiful hair
At times we chat about our family and friends
but to never speak of why we are there being the cancer we all share
The effects of the treatment are so harsh and severe
you now know death has made an introduction for your soul
You continue to fight through the pain and sickness while crying in silence
do I give up or should I continue to fight and hope
For some the hope has ended with a bitter fight the battle now lost
For others we still hope to win this fight and I continue to
pray each and every night
I want to be a vegan
I want to give up meat
I want hemp DM's to wear upon my feet
No more burgers, sausages and no more lamb kebab
No more chicken drumsticks gotta fight the flab
Mushroom for me now, mushroom instead of steak
Instead of meat pie I'm gonna have a cake
A vegan cake mind, without milk or eggs
I won't be buying my cake from Cooplands or Gregg's
I think I might still do a little bit of fish
But I'll avoid putting offal on my dish
I want to be a vegan
I want to give up meat
I want to revolutionise the food that I eat
Fruit and veg is better for you than eating a cow
Sausage made from Quorn is healthier than a sow
let the little lamb live a much fuller life
Instead of carving it up young with a carving knife
I feel for the bird, I feel for the chicken
The way it's kept in cages, leaves me quite sicken
You get all the good stuff from nuts, berries and different types of seeds
You can even find it in flowers, nettles and other random weeds
I want to be a vegan I want to give up meat
Stop the polluting cattle grazing and grow more wheat!
Ask me about the things I wear,
not on my skin or in my hair.
But those I wear upon my soul
and form the essence of my whole.
These questions tell you who I am
but listen not with ears of man.
But wear my answers on your soul
if sharing truly is your goal.
Ivor G Davies
It doesn't seem to make a difference how many bottles I drained
What I smoked
The medication I now take
The mask I wear upon my face
Nothing changes inside
Fast paced breathing
Clutching on to something
Never quite sure what I am trying to hold on to
Too scared of what I might find
If I go searching for myself
I'm too ashamed
I'm not ashamed
I crossed so many lines
I feel so sick, I feel just fine
I'm not quite sure what the hell I am anymore
Insults dried on my tongue
Bruises don't hurt anymore
Just another mark to fade away, I always want to fade away
Everyone just pretend I don't exist for an hour
And I promise to return from my own mind
With nothing short of a masterpiece you will never admire
A side of me you will never see
A promise you will swear I could never keep
One million more apologies
That mean nothing to you
But destroy me
Merely of which to speak
You gave me a ring that I might wear upon a finger.
A commitment of the highest order, asking
that I pledge all my remaining years.
Seriously?
~TH~
The picture's edge's begun to fray,
the colors fade away to grey
A tear appears, a wrinkle follows,
the cheeks begin to sink and hollow
The visage seems to glow no longer,
a sense of dread grows ever stronger
That once the portrait's begun to pale
that all's desires the next to fail
That pride once felt will leave the heart
though beauty's but one small, small part
Don't fear time's wear upon that face
true love lives in a higher place
I often smile between life’s lines
A place where peace and love combines
Into so many different lanes
Some call to me, yet none explains
Why when the candles burn down low
And when there is nowhere to go,
I still remember Summer days
In oh so many different ways.
I often walk in speckled shade
Before its silver highlights fade
Into a sort of parchment white
Diffused within night’s dusk drawn light,
And sometimes by the riverside
So many prayers try hard to hide
For prayers and dreams go hand in hand
Even when I misunderstand.
I often sing in written words
Of dancing streams and singing birds
And myriads of sparkling things
The imagery of life still brings,
Yet even when my words are clear
A part of me still draws you near,
Just whispers through a leafy glade
Bring me a world that you have made.
I often seem to pray much more
When light shines through your open door
And cascades through my heart and soul
Until at last it makes me whole,
And when my poem is written down
I dedicate it like a crown
That you can wear upon your throne
Illuminating how I’ve grown…
Keith Robson
01/06/2014
He waits for lover there down by the shore
The promise in his heart says she’ll be there
And they will share what were but dreams before
He feels her breath the magic in the air
Within her eyes the sparkle of the sea
The song he hears it whispers to his soul
Forever will caresses set us free
To have you by my side will make me whole
But voices from the town would come around
Reminding lover of the passing days
And still his dream is nowhere to be found
So why not cast aside these silly ways
Their days of doubt did wear upon his hope
But faith in her somehow this lover saves
Perhaps some welcome rest will help him cope
And as he slept a shadow swept the waves
Yesterday
Yesterday I felt that I
Could soar up high
Today I feel down
I really want to cry
Yesterday I thought the
World was in my hand
There is so much pain today
I really don’t understand
Waking up today from a
Restless night of sleep
Only to find that yesterday
Has fallen down on me
Yesterday I had peace
And a warm gentle smile
Today I wear a frown
And nothing seems worthwhile
Yesterday I thought that
I could win this race
Today I find that things are
Thrown back in my face
If I could take yesterday
And switch it for today
The frown I wear upon my face
Would be a smile today
Yesterday I visualize the
Perfect life for me
Today my vision is cloudy
And there’s nothing left to see
Why is there so much pain
Traveling through this world?
What part of my life
Can I rely on love?
I cannot bring back yesterday
Because today is gone
Why did it leave me, and
Left me here alone?
Today on my bed
A lonely person lay
But I will still be trying
To bring back yesterday
I'm sorry for the tears that miserably crawled down your
face,I would have loved to taken you to a better place.I
really think you enjoyed the pain,if given the chance
you'd put the sun out with the rain.you were like a
tornado sucking up everthing in your path,even the ones
who truly loved you got swept up in your wrath.now your
gone for you won't worry about tomorrow,you didn't care
who you left behind no room for sorrow.my tears for you
were more out of anger because I was a friend and you
was a stranger.I think that even if you were brought back
from the grave,you'd still be one of those people that you
just can't save.now I have another scar to wear upon my
heart,you only had two ends of madness you were never
given a start.maybe now the angels will wipe the tears
from your face,I'm sorry hope your in a better place
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