Inspired By Thaxted

Dawn sweep away the perils

That chided me in sleep

Praying and crying out, though nasal

My Saviour, He hears me weep


Turned on side, pillowing my fears

The stillness, so loud, envelops

Reminded of a hymn to repress the tears

Gathering courage, to never give up hope


The day is bursting through

And the remnants of night, they fade

Flee away you woe, perhaps one or two

For today we choose joy, and will not trade

Undoing

To know that, she’s had you

Over and over

I want to understand

When you say you’re committed

Just how many times must I have you

To teach your body something new?

I say that I’m fine, but these words…

Need undoing , revealing that I’m not

Blues

In a world of chaos

Some are choosing their blues

The big ones, the little ones

And they ponder in recluse

So be wary and considerate

That you know not their fate

For some have slept

Only to wake and walk

Walking, but not existing

For some have dreamt

A thousand dreams, yet still sulk

Moping in misery

And for some, they are hoping

For a glimpse of a miracle

Hands clasped tightly

As they mumble prayers of petition

And as for the writer,

She cries out for reassurance

Tonight, feeling weighted more

By the littlest of blues

Night of…

Night of laments

So why do I see the stars?

For every mistake, a choice I made


Night so contoured

Why do I sense hope?

The haze, slowly fading into the horizon


Night, of…restoration

Certainly must be

Regrets are in the distant

The End

When you know, you know

Unmistakable synergy

The senses relaying,

The tragic news


But it’s the switch

The transition, the click

The crossover

Immediate and sudden


Burden is delivered

Guilt casts over

The silent ache, reverberating

This, the soundtrack to the loss of child

poetry

some fall in love

others love the idea of love


some thirst for water

others sip champagne in delight


poetry

i’ve fallen for you


you’re a scarf to smoothen out of place strands

you’re velvet to skin


cognac to the lost weeper

tea drank by the grassy bank


a sail to brave through strong winds and tides

pot of gold under the rainbow


a listener, comforter

nurse to the banes of my life

Calm

It’s as hard to explain

As it is to watch

Because today, Calm won’t even as much

Meet my eyes, or break into embrace


Two or three gather

There’s a crowd

Involuntarily losing control

I must prepare myself


A breath in, a breath out

What am I inviting in?

What am I letting out?

I’m held back suddenly


Silence, as I try to articulate

It’s like I have no voice

And something keeps pulling at my nape

Ten fingers, seemingly turned dozen


I tell you, Calm is out for me

She steals my voice

Latches onto my neck

And casts me into the springs of anxiety

If

If I knew,
That my goodbye would be stolen,
By the silence that is
I never would have been your friend

If I saw,
You treat me as an outcast
Like I was an easy page to turn
I never would have looked at you twice

And if I envisioned these tears,
Tears because of your doing,
That pelt my face every night
I never would have let you see my soul

At the table

The guests do the recap
Table talk about you
And I see myself in transition
From a high to low
A low I knew before you
And they are witnesses
At the table

I once thought never
I envisioned forever
But today is the curtain call
Today is the last pour down
If it takes some time
I know we’ll see the sun again
I know you’ll be fine

At the table
The hallucinations, the flashbacks
The chattering from the guests
All too familiar
Much overwhelming
This is all in my mind
Their murmurs are the voices in my head

I won’t, I can’t.
For the last time
I greet each memory
With the fondness of an amicable farewell
Because they have to go grey
Maybe one day, when I close my eyes
You will not appear so vividly as you do now

 

Two men and the flag

I woke up

To two men at my door.

With a flag, folded

And words to console.

 

I knew when I saw them.

The knight was gone.

They asked to come in.

These two men, and the flag.

 

There and then.

Caught up in a gaze

I saw their lips move

But I wasn’t hearing their words

 

A bed for two.

Breakfast going cold

Seconds chased the minutes

Soon it would be a day since…

 

My knees wobbled,

Today was that tragic day

Two men, and the flag

Instead of the love of my life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

FAREWELL DARLING, FAREWELL

A darling is gone, not forgotten

The weather dull, it tells of the pain

Tears fall, disbelief and sorrow, a darling departed all of a sudden

Seconds before, minutes ago, days past when a joyous soul was alive, and had more to attain

Stark silence, grief-stricken faces, memories are all of what’s left behind.

A legacy perhaps, a fortune maybe, or, what was considered a strong presence felt, but now it’s too late to rewind.

 

A darling is resting, resting in peace,

Cheer up all folk, be assured that thou is in good hands.

Gone are all words spoken, good or bad, let all backbiting cease!

The past whether lived well or not, who are we to judge?

Our Maker and Creator, The Omnipotent God decides, not anyone else.

So, so, people talk, but do they know? Different shoes all have different walking styles.

 

A darling is remembered, celebrate the wonderful memories,

You and I are blessed to have been a part of the life story.

No more tears, but calm minds and happy faces, do share your pleasantries.

Commemorate the laughter and joy you once had, end the spell of worry.

Believe that the special one looks down and is blissful,

The sight of happy friends and family is once again refreshing and beautiful.