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Cat Jones Poem
Oranges, reds , yellows and browns are the colours of the leaves falling all around.
There’s now a cold crisp to the air
Searching the closet for warmer clothes to wear.
A hat and gloves now that should do, do you think it’s colder this year too?
The squirrels are preparing for the long cold months ahead, and the birds migrating to warmer places instead
Autumn the time for harvest and darker nights.
Shorter days and when the moon shines extra bright.
Pumpkin picking and sweet giving on Halloween night.
Bonfire night next and colourful fireworks fill the sky.
I hope you enjoy autumn just as much as I.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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Most flowers bloom but that’s not me and you were like the leaves at fall they don’t bloom at all. Some petals dry on the winds they fly, that is more like us, crumbling to dust.
Some seeds they grow just like our love for sure, through the grit and dirt we’re going to make it work.
The trees they sway when the days are long but just like us they’re still standing strong!
The rain it pours causing thunder storms , puddles galore , drowning with no air, smiling with out a care I just need you more.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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Sometimes i crave to just be alone, then I feel guilty about the family I have back at home.
Not that I don’t love them or appreciate them at all. It’s just easier when those low moments call. Sometimes the silence is too loud to bare.
Sometimes the numbness is too much to care.
It’s all about balance and control of the mind, but it seems I lost that in this one of mine.
Between being a mummy, a daughter a sister and a friend I still sit here and wonder when will this feeling of isolation end.
I’m stuck in my head with thoughts as the walls and memories the floor and the voices inside them still wanting more, being stuck just isn’t enough, act on what we say and listen to us. But I know they are not real I know they aren’t really there. I hate this I don’t want it no more it just isn’t fair. I want to be happy be the real cat but something is stopping me and I can’t help that.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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Innocence, what bliss . Hand holding, hugging and a simple kiss. What being young and in love is all about having love for this entity without a doubt! Something about him makes me smile and that innocence lasted a while.
That day was different kinda tense, that was the day he stole my innocence. The gentle was now rough and bare , I didn’t fight him I was too scared, he took it without asking , without my consent that’s the day he stole my innocence.
Days and months went by but at night I still cry. I now hear his voice in my head the boy I once loved I now wish dead.
It’s hard to deal with the trauma and emotions when really all I want is to overcome them! Now it’s hard to find the bliss since the day he took my innocence.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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My lover my best friend my partner in crime,
I feel so lucky just to say he’s mine.
The warmth I feel when he looks at me,
He’s got loving me right down to a T!
I mean yes we fight and we argue like hell,
But we also laugh, love and have fun together as well.
We share a lot of memories but have different dreams, but we’ll help each other achieve them because we’re a team.
He wants a life off the grid and to live off the land.
Where as I want a beach life with sun, oceans and sand.
But we share our hearts and give each other a lot of love and make sure one and other know that they are enough.
I love the fact we can share our dreams and fantasies, the fact that we make each other our one priority.
I love you my darling with all of my heart, I can’t wait to say our i do’s and till death do us part!
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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It’s not like how it used to be, we seem to of lost our spark, now it’s just blackness and we’re loving in the dark.
Where is the romance I miss the love so bad, now we just argue and make each other mad.
The blue skies have faded to grey and the adventures we had have just gone away, faded just memories of our past when we always said our love will last, last us a lifetime and have time for one and other. Now it’s like we’re just room mates and not actual lovers.
I hate to think these thoughts in my head, but the love we once had is now truly dead.
It’s like you can’t bare to even look at me anymore when I was all you looked at many times before. Things change as we age that I know but not for a moment did I think our love would go. Where does this leave us ? What do we do? Maybe we should start with a simple I love you…..
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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Mind is full head is racing, why can’t I just stop the pacing… 3 simple words as in “I am done” not worrying about the future I still have to overcome.
The future isn’t for me , just not in my interest.
Where as my family won’t listen and still protest.
“ if you go so do I” “think of the children they need you in their lives”.
Thing is I just don’t care… because in the reality of it all I wouldn’t be there.
I wouldn’t be there to see their hearts breaking with grief.
All I’d be aware of is the instant relief.
No more stress or feeling like dying….
No more worries, fears or bad timings.
Finally free from the demons at bay…
Finally no dwelling at the end of my days.
The days seem so long right now, I long for the nights… where the kids are in bed and not a person in sight.
I feel alone when surrounded by family and friends.
Smiling whilst thinking about how it should end.
Embracing the opportunity to have some control…
My dearest condolences sent to my soul.
What goes on in the mind of this person …
Anger , love , irritation and confusion.
What music should be played, and who would show up?
Probably loads of people that I’ve known growing up but is that enough ?
Breaking my mums heart is that enough ?
No it isn’t I know she is tough, tough enough to lose my dad and still go on every day … I know that in time she will get over it just the same way.
Steven to lose a lover will that stop you?
No I say to myself that just won’t do.
He will love again , maybe someone better than I … but I know it will break him if I did die.
The children to lose a mum surely that will keep you alive…. But how can I love some tiny innocent people when my heart already died.
And for the people I haven’t mentioned it’s not that they dont matter to me…. It’s hard to see the light when darkness has surrounded you without any sympathy.
Nothing is enough anymore to keep me going on… and for anyone to think any differently they will surely be wrong.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2024
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Dreams are incredible things, from being invisible, fighting dragons and having feathered wings. Dreams can be fun and exciting , daring and scary and so enticing.
Some dreams you fulfil your destiny and some dreams feel like they truly are reality.
Dreams can be frightening full of spooks and gore, where some dreams end leaving you wanting more.
I find myself dreaming and feeling so scared although I know this so I go to sleep totally prepared.
Ready for a battle but the fight takes its toll.
This is more than a dream but a conquest for my soul.
Dreams are incredible things.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2023
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Fed up of giving everything I have and nothing in return. Feeling like affection is something I need to earn.
I crave to cuddled to have his arms round me tight, a kiss on the forehead, a love letter, that’s how it’s supposed to be right ?
All these thoughts run through my head, sleeping alone whilst sharing a bed.
To be held and felt loved that’s all that I have craved.
Where is he? Where is that love that I wish I had saved.
Feeling like this it can be kinda tough , I’m fed up but I won’t give up!
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Things are looking better, brighter than before , seems I’ve pushed all my demons in a room and was able to lock the door.
Being a mum is the best thing and I know that I do it well, I give it my all, I try my best and have picked myself up when I fell
I’d give anything for my babies, they are reason to carry on, they are the reason I have to fight these demons they are the reason I stay strong.
I have been through a lot and the last few months have been rough. But knowing it’s all for them well that really is enough!
A reason for living a reason to stay alive, because I have 4 angels standing right by my side.
Not enough words can express the fact that they truly saved me… because I can’t give up on myself , my friends or my family.
My family helped build me when I was broken many times before… they picked me up piece by piece when I was shattered like glass on the floor. I thank them all for everything as I turn a new page of my chapter, my friends helped me gain trust in life through smiling joking and laughter.
A new beginning and an end of sad times as we get on with the rest of our lives.
Copyright © Cat Jones | Year Posted 2024
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