Dried up!
My poems are not getting finished,
Some end up in a huge paper pile.
I’ve got words and thoughts coming out my ears
That ends up in a meaningless file!
There are odes written on foolscap paper.
Odd lyrics kept on the P.C.
Rhymes that don’t rhyme or flow simply;
All strewn behind the settee.
I’ve fast running out of ideas –
At the moment have not got a notion!
I’ve finished with Bogeys, Warts and Lice
Sex and Love – and all that commotion!
I’ve written some stories and sagas
And honest don’t want to gloat!
My imagination has got up and gone –
Words have got stuck in the back on my throat.
My inspiration has somewhat disappeared
Or got fused in the back of my mind.
It’s merged with some cells with nonsensical prose –
A sonnets’ been left behind.
I’m on the way to being brain dead;
A verse seems to have gone over my head!
I struggle to sit up in bed,
I’ve dried up and my eyes feel like lead.
The passion of verse and writing,
Have got up and moved away.
Motivation will come back when I least expect –
But for now, it’s not here today!
Linda Lawrence
21st march 2009 (Mothers Day)
Tuesday, 30 June 2009
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Friends
Friends
There are friends who are kind and that listen,
There are friends who will mop up your tears,
There are friends who will guide and steer you
And support you throughout the years.
There are friends that are thinking of you
Who make time to pick up the 'phone.
Their comforting voice and calming advice
When your problems seem like yours alone.
There are friends that will always love you
And prop you up when life isn't fair.
It's just enough that you know they're around -
Knowing that they really care.
There are friends who might not understand you
But are there with open arms and minds
And one little comment that will alter your thoughts,
That will would help through some difficult times.
There are friends, who will make you feel better,
There are friends who are willing to share
And just the mere comfort of knowing -
There are friends who are going to be there.
There are friends that will give you their time
And they know when you most need,
There are friends that can read your mind
Or offer logical words of heed.
Our friends are so important,
They're extensions of our family.
We'd be so lost without them,
So without them, where would we be?
There are friends like me with hindsight,
There are friends like me that know.
With so much to give and empathy
When a friendship has started to grow.
11th May 2009
Sunday, 5 April 2009
Unbearable!
Yet another ode for a lovable fella!
24th March 2009
Unbearable!
His little brown eyes bore into mine as he spins around;
I feel the pity and deep guilt by the whirling sound!
We both feel dizzy and a little sick as the powder fills the drum,
Then to join all the others on a hot day in the sun.
It's a punishing routine we have but necessarily so,
I feel the salty tears that sting my eyes not it's time for you to go.
So goodbye my love for a little while, I'll see you when you're clean,
This will do us so much good, but feel so cruel and mean.
We dread this time of year and our hearts they deeply ache;
It's worth all the worry and angst - so do it for both our sakes!
We know you've got to endure this pain to get you back to what you were-
You'll feel a great deal better when you feel your nice soft fur!
I watch in vain as he spins, his arms and legs get mangled,
It's only for a short time though before he gets untangled!
Now even worse, the washing line and pegged out by his ears-
Awww Bear you know I love you and it's hard to stop the tears.
So please don't stare, you know I care but have to walk away
We both know it won't be long, the pain's just for today.
You'll be back before you know snuggled up in my warm bed -
You've been around as long as me, my lovely yellow Ted!
Copyright Linda LawrenceHis little brown eyes bore into mine as he spins around;
I feel the pity and deep guilt by the whirling sound!
We both feel dizzy and a little sick as the powder fills the drum,
Then to join all the others on a hot day in the sun.
It's a punishing routine we have but necessarily so,
I feel the salty tears that sting my eyes not it's time for you to go.
So goodbye my love for a little while, I'll see you when you're clean,
This will do us so much good, but feel so cruel and mean.
We dread this time of year and our hearts they deeply ache;
It's worth all the worry and angst - so do it for both our sakes!
We know you've got to endure this pain to get you back to what you were-
You'll feel a great deal better when you feel your nice soft fur!
I watch in vain as he spins, his arms and legs get mangled,
It's only for a short time though before he gets untangled!
Now even worse, the washing line and pegged out by his ears-
Awww Bear you know I love you and it's hard to stop the tears.
So please don't stare, you know I care but have to walk away
We both know it won't be long, the pain's just for today.
You'll be back before you know snuggled up in my warm bed -
You've been around as long as me, my lovely yellow Ted!
24th March 2009
Friday, 6 February 2009
Yellowy Fever
Speaks for itself.....
Yellowy fever...
My daughter (somehow) lost her shoe
Off a
railway station onto the track!
She said 'Oh
damn it
My favourite
yellow footwear'!
Felt
embarrassed to look and go back!
She phoned
her fella in total despair -
'I can't
possibly hop all the way home'!
He said 'But
supposing there's more shoes
And they
can't find yours'?
'But I'm a
size two'! (She swore down the phone)
'There'll
only be one bright yellow shoe -
To match my
yellow knit hat'!
In between
the the strongest of volts
And the high
speed trains -
'I'm sure
they won't mind about that'?
So 999 was
dialed;
The fire
fighters in their full regalia.
The bravest
of men
Took
tentative steps
Threw
themselves into shoe-finding mania.
But alas, it
was much too late,
Run over, looked
like a strip of long paint.
Stuck on the
wheel - the brightest of yellows
Looked like
a strobe lighting
And the
people of London felt faint.
The trains
and city came to a halt,
Coz there's
a new type of bug going 'round
(Some kind
of yellowy fever)
She's been
told to use more super glue
So her shoes
in the future don't leave her!
For my daft
daughter
Outbreak!
Outbreak!
We've
invaded all your private space in your safe warm home,
Dropped in unexpectedly - we didn't even phone!
We crept in very quietly, made the most of our short stay,
Finally being discovered after some excruciating itchy days!
We heard it through the grapevine - our being there was so outrageous;
We tried to live there peacefully then found out we were dangerous!
Didn't mean to make you feel that bad by being so contagious,
We made our made our mark in many ways - branded ourselves infamous!
Dropped in unexpectedly - we didn't even phone!
We crept in very quietly, made the most of our short stay,
Finally being discovered after some excruciating itchy days!
We heard it through the grapevine - our being there was so outrageous;
We tried to live there peacefully then found out we were dangerous!
Didn't mean to make you feel that bad by being so contagious,
We made our made our mark in many ways - branded ourselves infamous!
We got on
well us females - as busy little mites;
Nibbling dead skin, blood and debris (really sorry about those bites)
Can't help being what we are just tiny helpless parasites -
And apologise for those sores - they weren't a pretty sight!
Nibbling dead skin, blood and debris (really sorry about those bites)
Can't help being what we are just tiny helpless parasites -
And apologise for those sores - they weren't a pretty sight!
Making
ourselves at home burrowing deep under your skin,
A warm comfortable haven, deep and dark within.
Left some silvery streaks while we laid our offspring eggs,
A safe environment to live and breed, to multiply and spread.
We know that you found us extremely disconcerting
And apologise profusely for all the fuss and hurting.
We knew it was only a matter of time before it would be curtains,
To stamp us out and kill us off - we knew that would be certain!
Until that dreadful day that came, we smelt some foulish cream,
It made us feel so sickly, found ourselves in a bad dream.
Thought we found new living quarters, this simply wasn't fair;
Was it really such a problem - with us living there?
A warm comfortable haven, deep and dark within.
Left some silvery streaks while we laid our offspring eggs,
A safe environment to live and breed, to multiply and spread.
We know that you found us extremely disconcerting
And apologise profusely for all the fuss and hurting.
We knew it was only a matter of time before it would be curtains,
To stamp us out and kill us off - we knew that would be certain!
Until that dreadful day that came, we smelt some foulish cream,
It made us feel so sickly, found ourselves in a bad dream.
Thought we found new living quarters, this simply wasn't fair;
Was it really such a problem - with us living there?
It was
after we were soaped and scrubbed, you soaked us with a shower,
We started to lose control - with all our mite-like power!
Now down the watery plughole in the residential home,
You didn't want us to hang around too long to gnaw and hear you groan!
We started to lose control - with all our mite-like power!
Now down the watery plughole in the residential home,
You didn't want us to hang around too long to gnaw and hear you groan!
We hedged
our bets right from the start - a lot of ifs and maybes,
But can't resist the taste of human flesh from the old to young cute babies!
The diagnoses could have been much worse - it might have been the Rabies;
Just count yourself lucky it was a simple outbreak of Scabies!
But can't resist the taste of human flesh from the old to young cute babies!
The diagnoses could have been much worse - it might have been the Rabies;
Just count yourself lucky it was a simple outbreak of Scabies!
11th January 2009
Thursday, 1 January 2009
Setback
Setback
Comfort Zones, chats on the 'phone,
The world didn't seem so bad.
Over cups of coffee and lunch at home,
Took advantage of what we had.
Miss the pops ins, drop ins,
The love, support and laughter
Thought us moving here
Would be happy ever after.
Don't miss the town, it changed too much
But those friends, they stayed the same.
My heart still hurts, it grieves for them
And can't describe the pain.
Some things are set in concrete -
Some people just can't forget;
An hour's fast drive up the motorway
Is too far for this one regret.
Thought I was moving forward
But feels like ten steps back,
Didn't realise how much I missed -
The emotion feels so black.
This town is full of niceties
It's sweet and kind and true,
But there's a big part of my heart
That's sixty miles away from you.
Copyright Linda Lawrence
1st January 2009
Comfort Zones, chats on the 'phone,
The world didn't seem so bad.
Over cups of coffee and lunch at home,
Took advantage of what we had.
Miss the pops ins, drop ins,
The love, support and laughter
Thought us moving here
Would be happy ever after.
Don't miss the town, it changed too much
But those friends, they stayed the same.
My heart still hurts, it grieves for them
And can't describe the pain.
Some things are set in concrete -
Some people just can't forget;
An hour's fast drive up the motorway
Is too far for this one regret.
Thought I was moving forward
But feels like ten steps back,
Didn't realise how much I missed -
The emotion feels so black.
This town is full of niceties
It's sweet and kind and true,
But there's a big part of my heart
That's sixty miles away from you.
Copyright Linda Lawrence
1st January 2009
Saturday, 18 October 2008
Undecided!
Oh the dramatics!
Undecided!
I'm running through my feelings
Working side by side in thoughts;
Struggled with my senses;
My emotions I have fought.
I've run around in circles,
Got lost in a sphere
It’s all getting two dimensional
And not exactly clear!
Analysed my issues
Thinking about all this
Reached for the box of tissues
But not quite got the gist.
Tried to iron out uncertainties
Some reservations straightened out
But they still remain all jumbled,
Is it all about just nowt?
So profoundly confused,
Lost in an entire maze;
Am getting more perplexed
At this labyrinth of faze.
Feel so indecisive,
Vulnerable and easily lead
Mentality no longer what it was
Within my tortured head.
My thinking is too crowded,
My views are getting clouded,
My inner voice is shrouded;
It's all become confounded.
My line of thought is being hounded
And now it’s totally unfounded.
Swimming through enigmas,
There's too much mystery;
Am drowning in bewilderment -
What is happening to me?
My psyche is complicated -
Completely in a muddle,
My beliefs are saturated
With endless mindless struggles.
Need some basic answers,
Straightforward fundamentals;
Want some solid ground -
Not messy temperamentals.
Just want things more direct -
All in Black and White!
After another sleepless night
Want to see more morning light.
This time consuming energy
Has begun to take control of me,
Just want to turn around and flee!
Was not anticipating
My hormones to be raging
Feel I have lost the plot;
These problems are not solved -
Do I take this HRT –
This hormone therapy
Or do I simply not?
Copyright Linda Lawrence
13th October 2008
Undecided!
I'm running through my feelings
Working side by side in thoughts;
Struggled with my senses;
My emotions I have fought.
I've run around in circles,
Got lost in a sphere
It’s all getting two dimensional
And not exactly clear!
Analysed my issues
Thinking about all this
Reached for the box of tissues
But not quite got the gist.
Tried to iron out uncertainties
Some reservations straightened out
But they still remain all jumbled,
Is it all about just nowt?
So profoundly confused,
Lost in an entire maze;
Am getting more perplexed
At this labyrinth of faze.
Feel so indecisive,
Vulnerable and easily lead
Mentality no longer what it was
Within my tortured head.
My thinking is too crowded,
My views are getting clouded,
My inner voice is shrouded;
It's all become confounded.
My line of thought is being hounded
And now it’s totally unfounded.
Swimming through enigmas,
There's too much mystery;
Am drowning in bewilderment -
What is happening to me?
My psyche is complicated -
Completely in a muddle,
My beliefs are saturated
With endless mindless struggles.
Need some basic answers,
Straightforward fundamentals;
Want some solid ground -
Not messy temperamentals.
Just want things more direct -
All in Black and White!
After another sleepless night
Want to see more morning light.
This time consuming energy
Has begun to take control of me,
Just want to turn around and flee!
Was not anticipating
My hormones to be raging
Feel I have lost the plot;
These problems are not solved -
Do I take this HRT –
This hormone therapy
Or do I simply not?
Copyright Linda Lawrence
13th October 2008
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