Words sentence sense make not poetry?
by Ralph
Beardmore
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I am an Eagle
I am an Eagle, soaring high in the
clouds,
looking down on fields of crops, people
like ants.
The sun beats down making my wings
throb,
I can feel it warming my blood, doing
me good,
Nothing can hurt me here, not feeling
the pain.
A black spot grows in front of me,
I swerve to avoid it, over and over,
the blackness grows engulfing me, I'm
falling!
Plummeting down to earth out of
control,
I shout in fear, I don't want to go
there again.
I sit up in bed gasping, shaking, what
the heck?
Back to reality, not safe, cosseted by
dreams.
Dread sets in, cold darkness of eternal
winter.
My heart thumps with worry and stress,
what does the day hold, do I have to
get up?
The door eases open, a cup of tea love?
I heard you shout, were you dreaming
again?
She takes my hand and holds me to her
body.
We'll get through this together, one
step at a time,
Why don't you put your words, into song
or a rhyme.
Paint a picture, talk to others,
express yourself
Don't feel so guilty, you're allowed a
good time!
We're all family here no one better or
worse.
All stepping forwards, so slowly at
first.
Now I'm an Eagle, soaring high in the
clouds –
best of all I'm not dreaming any
longer!
On The Street
See that guy sitting there on the edge
of street
begging for spare change, something to
eat
People shying away too embarrassed to
look
Pretending that they really don't give
a – damn
Its easy to judge, why would he let
himself end up like that,
not looking shabby, maybe needing a
bath, a change, a meal
He's more embarrassed than you are,
remembers it well
He knows the reason that he sent
himself to hell
The shouts and accusations, the things
you can't take back
the months of anguish and silent
moments you wish you knew
how it would end, before it was too
late, no help offered
No advice given, till its too late,
pack your bags mate
Situation untenable, home no longer
yours, take off
where to go, how to cope, oh look it's
snowing!
November not kind, will anyone care.
How do I do this?
Live the next minute or hour, let alone
a day
Not short of money, that's not the big
issue, what you looking at
Too smartly dressed to sit in a
doorway, nursing a holdall
Is he drunk or on drugs, been stealing
or dealing
Now who's ashamed to look me in the eye
comrade?
You can shelter tonight, have hot food
sleep till morning
be out by eight, we can't be
responsible for you here
Don't come back till eleven and don't
be drunk or drugged
You're in the corner on the floor try
not to get mugged
Hug myself to sleep in a daze, dream of
warmth and comforts
so far away now, a woman to cuddle and
share the thought
Need a shower, not today, you have to
be booked in
Maybe Wednesday, or Thursday, if we can
fit you in
Despair becomes normal, a state of mind
frozen in
just like my bones, am I getting that
old already
Think of others in far places, always
one worse off than me
They cope with horrors while we fight
about bills
Don't know about God or a guardian
angel
my phone rings, got you a place, better
than the street
Share with some others, a hostel, warm
and safe
Get your head together, it all happens
so fast
Many more steps, I had to take. Watched
over somehow
People work to help me sort out my
life, I'm helpless
Trust these strangers, mind your
valuables, clean your plate
Don't get too cosy, its just for a
while, always changing
Don't worry mate, it does get better,
despite what you think
How would you know? Well that was me
for a while
Have some change get some food and
smile, because
There is a light at the end of the
tunnel cos I found it....
Painting for you
I'm painting for you, I'm painting for
me
I want to show you the things I can see
It's not about still life or nice
scenery
these things I paint are descriptions
of me
They're emotions and ideas, moods put
in colour
could be music, concern, despair and
love
Representations of things I can't find
words for
cast in strokes and lines, their speed
important
But they come from a place below the
surface
a hidden language of things so personal
the past, my pain so many things I want
to share
my visions of people, places, ideals,
just because
I am testing myself with each brush
stroke, each pen
the lines of form, the texture of
feeling, emotional colour
I'm exposing a little of my soul for
you to share
the beauty of nature of creation and
people
Some of it is real but much is a dream,
or a hope
I would like to come true, the images
hang up
and take on their own life, beyond the
strokes
to become more than the sum of their
parts
You my friend become part of it too,
for when
you say what you like, or could change
or suggest
It molds what I do, leads me down new
avenues
I have not travelled before,
discovering adventures
I paint for the past and to create a
future bold and new
the colours I choose pivotal to the
trip
I want you to join me and paint with me
too
we'll change the world and make people
smile!
Poetry Reflected
Poetry
does not have to rhyme
In
fact mine doesn't most of the time
It's
just some words that come out
I hope
you don't scream and shout
It's
not important if you agree or not
I'm
not offended if you don't give attention
It's
good for the soul to scrawl my thoughts
Puts
life into perspective, takes care of it all
A
smile a giggle, all the same to me
Passes
some minutes, tells you about me
So
what's the point of this spewing of mine
Not
so much really, could you scribe such lines?
Enjoy
the words, phrases, pace and inflection
Take
part in my introspective, poetry-reflection
I'm
not singing about Roses or romance
I
don't want to break hearts or leap into dance
I
want to share that prose is not dead yet
So
long as there is passion and ideas in my head
I'm
painting a picture just using words and letters
It's
abstract and impressionist, but its not a best seller
It's
simple, to the point, concise in it's mission
So
please forgive me if you think there's an omission
It
should stand by itself, no need to contribute more
Not
very political, or controversial, that's for sure
Just
harmless fun, maybe even an irritation
Bathe
in my words, take some inspiration
Try
to write something down, not try to make sense
Show
it to my friends, they won't take offence
Construct
a sentence, or two or four, then hit return
Soon
you'll be flying to the end of the verse
Take
random thoughts and ideas, mash them all together
The
recipe for success is only to give it your best
Then
you will see how much it fun can be
to
share this moment and set yourself free
I
could go on forever, now that I have started
but
the chances are you will all have departed
Thanks
for listening to my incessant ramblings
It's
given me pleasure to make these happenings...
Time
someone else, took over this mission
Enjoy
your day and thank you for listening!
Sitting here
Sitting in a pub chewing Wi-Fi
Talking to a friend I'll never meet
Discussing local politics
Full of despair and deceit
Looking at a lady smiling at me
not the sort of smile I wanted
I crawl back into my head
it's safer in here I think
Have another drink my friend?
Might lessen the pain a little
Incessant football chanting
It's only a game my friend
The game isn't football really
It's life and all that's in it
A human factor, a tribe
why are we all so afraid?
Doom and gloom for breakfast
warm, dry and cozy but still lonely
Another day blooms pink and blue
think I'll go for a walk I smile
People shopping in a rush
kids screaming, I want that Mum
Too expensive, maybe later
Get in the car son, or we'll be late
I cross a road, is that symbolic?
out into fields, tall trees, flowers
blooming
River runs relentless looking for the
sea
birds call out, look at that guy down
there...
Who am I ?
Don't
care for hate or envy, they take my energy away,
Can't
abide intolerance, I am sure that we are all equal.
Try
not to hurt people or animals, I'll help when I can,
Ache
to see you smile and succeed, so that I can smile too.
Listen
to what you have to say, even when you scream or shout,
I am
not immune to not being heard, and often misunderstood.
Don't
care how you dress, how much money you have,
What
music you listen to, or food you eat, how you express your faith.
A
woman, a man, makes no odds both just as impressive,
They
are equally capable of winning a hard challenge.
Whether
I see you once a year or everyday you're still my friend,
Won't
talk behind your back, or take your reputation for my own.
Learn
from your mistakes, don't bring them along for the ride,
treat
others well no matter what they've said and done.
Spread
no nasty rumours, or talk behind others backs,
Protect
each other or be prepared to pay a big price
Pray
to stop wars, cure diseases, feed the world, stop poverty,
Home
those on the streets, don't judge till you have tried that.
Lets
all work together, give each one of us a chance to shine,
And
teach and encourage them to be the best that they can be.
We
are all one family, fragile and mortal at the end of the day,
Don't
waste mother earth and the things that she gave away.
There
is a thing we all need today, not an instant cure, but a hope,
If
you can be who I am too, there's plenty for all, for I am love.
What a life
Mums with six kids fighting for
attention,
people drinking lager on the street for
breakfast
what you looking at, can you spare some
change
I wish I could afford to drink, maybe
next time
A girl on a bike, tweeting, drinking
coffee as she rides
got a kid on the crossbar, last time
she looked anyway.
Heroine addicts queuing up for their
Methodone,
kill or cure, that's what the man said,
both numb the pain
Got no food, too expensive, with mobile
and Sky,
Want a holiday soon, is it too much to
expect to fly?
Drive too fast not enough time, too
much traffic for me
Have to work for the man, pay the
mortgage you see
Don't want reality, I'll watch some TV
instead,
try to get on X-Factor make a fortune
from mugs
I'll be a big star, famous for nothing
but being glossy
Be a Kardashian, marry some rapper, get
a big house
Buy more cars, more jewellery, get my
boobs done,
sell out to the press, get my fifteen
minutes extended
End up in rehab, maybe write my
biography while there
Who know I might live long enough, to
make a change
See the values I must have missed the
first time around
make some real friends, give something
'stead of asking
I could help someone when they hold out
a hand
believe in something more solid than
the pound
Not judge so fast, make less
comparison, to imagine
that perfection is something you can
order on Harley St
The best thing
about myself is that I can change
what I believe in,
see the world differently, I hope
It's all clearer
now, without going to Specsavers
that the things I
should value are called friends
Who cared even when
I didn't listen to them speak
and welcome me back
with smiles and hugs
What a life!
The Invisible Hero
I am
the invisible hero, the one they cannot beat
Donning
breeches and doublet we join forces
to
stand as the kings cavaliers, we will drive
Bonnie
Prince back to the Scots after just three hours
I am
the invisible hero, the one kids avoid
skulking
into mischief around the pool
they
sink to the depths till they run out of breath
Then
I dive in and bring them back from danger
I am
the invisible hero, the one they did not need
they
changed the rules, tried to make us look fools
Said
they did not need me any longer, go home with no pay
That
cut like a knife, not for them a reason for strife
I am
the invisible hero, who helps others to draw
With
charcoal and brown paper, feathers and leather
I
show others how easy it is to create a scene
It's
so peaceful to scribe and bring memories back to life
I am
the invisible hero, who got dealt a bitter stroke
A
surprise I'll tell you, slowed me down, made me weak
Took
me on a journey, I did not want to complete
But I
battled that monster, I won't accept his defeat
I am
the invisible hero, I don't make much noise
Sat
in the corner, talking to friends, sketching away
But
when you need a friend to fight alongside
I'll
spring straight into action and help to save the day
For
my hero Dave Morley
Tada!
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