My stiff yoga moves fail to impress
And frustration leaves me in distress
Screaming hamstrings so tight
Stubborn hip-flexors fight
Till I blink back hot tears – what a mess… 😦
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Category: Writing
Soliloquy…
Soliloquy…
Within my screaming mind I hear such noise
Cacophonies reverberate immense
Tempestuous and lacking shape or poise
Staccato sounds unformed make no real sense
My mental maelstrom silences my voice
Prevents my thoughts form clearly in my head
Like tongue-tied mute I struggle, stripped of choice
My larynx flayed, I cry a storm instead…
But in a while my wild brain calms once more
Such quietude replaces strident shout
And settling, soft words soon come to the fore
Caress my tongue and dance so sweetly out
Soliloquies flow gently with such ease
Like ribbons streaming freely in the breeze…
Weekly Smile: 15 Oct 2018
Just Smile…
If I could smile at everyone I see
And try to make the world a better place
I’d do it in a heartbeat, just to be
A nicer member of the human race
To smile is such a simple thing to do
A universal sign of friendliness
And hopefully a smile returns to you
Connection made, anxiety feels less
But modern life’s not always very kind
As cultures clash, suspicion grows to fear
Some only see what they expect to find
And listen to what they’re prepared to hear
So try to be more thoughtful and embrace
The power of a smile upon your face…
My poetic contribution to ‘The Weekly Smile‘ on Trent’s Blog 🙂
I really love the idea of finding things weekly to smile about, so hopefully will be joining in with Trent on a regular basis 🙂
Contradictions…
Contradictions…
I wonder sometimes who is really me
Opposing facets help me face the world
Each element a part identity
Each fold of me so easily unfurled
I feel compelled to fill my active brain
Expand intelligence with vim and verve
Whilst too much stimulation causes pain
And mindful solitude soothes fraying nerves
My wanderlust creates such restless glee
Engaging mind in forward thinking gear
Yet though my heart may long to wander free
It also yearns for home and those held dear
In spite of much confusion in my soul
My many contradictions keep me whole…
Politically Preposterous
Politically Preposterous…
When Trump first ran for President we mocked
Looked forward with amusing disbelief
To watching this crazed narcissist be blocked
From serious high office – such relief!
There’s nothing presidential in his speech
Just cocksure arrogance and whipped-up fear
Our certainty this race would never reach
A final count with Clinton in the rear…
But somewhere down the line we got it wrong
Misjudged the situation to our cost
Trump’s lies obscured the real facts all along
Now truth reveals so many freedoms lost
America has lost the plot for sure
Rise up and vote him out the only cure…
