I got used to the way
The wind in the chimneys
Sounded like ghosts.
You get used to all the things
That scare you
Disappoint you
Hurt you
When they’ve happened
So many times
Yet got no further than
The fright
The disappointment
The pain.
Green – A Poem
Once I was blue
With memories of you
Messages in Bottles (hoping happiness replies)
So for the past year I’ve been working on my second collection of poetry, Messages in Bottles (hoping happiness replies). I’m self publishing it through Createspace, as I did with my first book, Home – A Poetry Collection. I’m extremely proud of this book, both because of the actual work inside it, but also because of the story it…
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Nothing could have been different – A poem
Remember:
Your thoughts aren’t real,
They stir your mind into a swirl
A tornado
With power to turn dreams to ruins
If only you let them
But you have the power to stand as strong
As a deep rooted tree
Withstanding rains
And winds
And storms
That cloak the world in a fog
Transforming it into something
Unrecognisable.
Predictive text poems III
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The sky turns out
The clouds are going down
It’s going to be a long night
I don’t know where the water
Was coming from today
So here I am
Thinking
I will see you in a dream.
To matter – A poem
The world is so big
And I know I am small
If I don’t matter to anyone,
Do I matter at all?
Do I matter to them?
Do I matter to you?
I hope that I matter
But matter to who?
To everyone I’ve ever written about – A poem
To everyone I’ve ever written about…
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To write what I can’t – A poem
My tongue will twist around words
Unable to be spoken,
My voice box choked
By your ineffable beauty.
Your glorious grace,
Not perfect for all
But perfect for me.
Mind of its own – A poem
Sometimes I think
My thoughts
Are also thinking.
Like thoughts inside thoughts.
The life of an ambivert
An ambivert is someone who is neither an introvert nor an extrovert, but somewhere in between. Instead of having a battery that is recharged solely by either social interaction or alone time, it can really depend on the person and the situation. For me, I have more like a double ended battery. I think that’s the best way to describe it.
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