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Dilys Brown Poem
THE GIFT
My arms are empty my heart in such pain
For I know that I may never ever see you again
That mother’s love so strong, gentle and true
Has to be put aside, forgotten in favour of you
Who knows how long this sadness will last?
Will I ever recover and get over the past?
My prayer is fervent and is always the same
That you be cherished protected this is my aim
It was different up to the very day you were born
I had made up my mind and had always sworn
We would stay close together whatever the cost
But I looked into your face and was immediately lost
You deserved better than me and my rebellious boy
We prepared for you as if you were a living small toy
Reality changed the moment I held you so close
I knew then and there that I did not have a choice
And so we said our goodbyes that cold winter day
I cried so many tears that I struggled to find my way
Out of the refuge into the wide world once more
Your loss to remain with me an open weeping sore
But my awful sadness became someone else’s true gain
My sacrifice made sure two strangers would forever remain
In my debt grateful to me for the selfless gift I had made
This knowledge alone helped make my deep sorrow fade
What of the future who knows what life may bring?
Perhaps a connection that will make my heart sing
For whatever the heartache, the trauma and pain
It is as mother and daughter we will forever remain
©Copyright Dilys Brown 3rd September 2013
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Dilys Brown Poem
RAMBLING ROSE
Struggling towards the light amongst
the weeds and cast-off junk
it’s survival a minor miracle
in these deprived surroundings
the solitary rose bends and twists
to find a place to flourish
from where did it come? Who planted the seed?
does it matter?
for it is seen, noticed and admired
for its drive to exist
amongst a landscape of broken,
discarded and unwanted debris
it blooms a thing of rare beauty
a testament to determination and courage
bringing hope, joy, happiness
and much needed inspiration
so, yes it matters
© DilysBrown Ocotber 2013
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Dilys Brown Poem
THE HAWK
I feel so blessed when I see him soar
High above in the cloud-filled sky
And free
I feel so good when I watch him dive
And swoop and glide glad to be alive
Being Free
I feel content he has the space to be
What he is a beautiful wild spirit
Still free
I make a promise and take an oath
That I will do all I can to see that he
Remains free
Beneath feathered breast beats a heart
That wants to be no different to me
Living free
He remains a while hovering high above me
Proud, elegant, splendid in his majesty
Always free
Copywrite DilysBrown/January 2014
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Dilys Brown Poem
A MINUTES OBSERVATION
I took a walk today and happened on a spot
Covered by spreading trees shading every plot
A graveyard small and neglected easy to miss
A place to sit awhile in peace and reminisce
The graves some neglected a few well kept
Monuments placed by those who had once wept
Over many travelled souls now long laid to sleep
Beneath the lengthening shadows ever deep
I lingered my own spirit becoming quiet and still
As those beneath me who had had their fill
Of their lives and all that short sojourn meant
An eternity to accept where they had been sent
I too wondered just where I would eventually go
Would my ashes be spread or would I be laid below
I sat still contemplating life death and resurrection
And of my own possible path to a magnificent heaven
© DilysBrown October 2013
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Dilys Brown Poem
It’s the tears that get me
the tears
every time
I want to appear strong
invincible
a woman who can hold
her own
but the tears
the tears
say something different
it’s my heart that betrays me
my heart
each time
I wish to look ruthless
unrelenting
a woman who can hide
her feelings
but the heart
the heart
beats to a different drum
©Dilys Brown November 2016
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