Emotions in Knots

Like a tangled mess, stubborn knots

Emotions like this exist in me a lot

I begin to untangle starting with ease

Relaxed in the moment some therapy

Then I get stuck here and there in spots

Following the string in its twisted path

Two steps forward then one step back

Testing how far I will stay on this track

Lots of twisted, turns and loops

Emotions swirling like hula hoops

It’s just a knot, that’s all it is

Why get worked such as this

Emotions - just like a knot at times

Carrying them subconsciously through life

Taking us on a roller coaster ride

To places we hide and places new

If I study those emotions
Maybe knots would be easy to undo

By Me

Child Within

Let it out, screaming inside my head

Holding back the flood gates

Locked in underground cell to supress

The tears that dwell deep within

 A place where colours don’t exist

Starkness, isolation and sadness

Why visit such a space of gloom

When I can build storeys above

 A tower of strength, sturdy and high

Stability and proud to the general eye

Exploring each level one at a time

Only very few find the truth inside

 Strength based on fragile foundations

The child within reaching to be free

Powerless, ashamed and lost innocence

An adult who fears unlocking all the hurt

 Denial is such an easy path to take

Beware the silent sadness that blooms

As the hurt from deep within emerges

Penetrating through the cracks

I want to unlock that cellar deep below

Look her in the eye embrace all she hides

Take her hand and set her free

Allow myself to finally become me 

 

By Me 

He Who Offers Me Sun

Meeting you was like being greeted by sunlight
The hair on my skin reaching to take you all in
Embellishing the energy you radiate from within
Just feeling your rays running along my skin
Such warmth and happiness envelopes my heart
You make me realise I’m alive inside once again
Knocking on that door of chance and a new friend
Love again, a place that I would never expect to see
But this is the dream that someday I know will come
The mystery man that I meet who offers me the sun

By Me

Brave Enough

If I was ever brave enough

Pondering my feelings

What would I express to you

Could I let it all out

The depth and effect you have on me

Could I unravel it all

Make any sense of how I feel

Organise my thoughts

Engage your attention in me

Just so you get my groove

Its love I fear

So when you are near

I melt with the attraction

Emotion overwhelms

I only know how to run

Impressions from my past

Come forth to stamp a mark

That cautions me to stop

Not give in to my heart

Let you in or allow you to see

Give me the strength

Help me become brave

Push forward through the pain

That hinders me with restaint

Like barbwired in a cage

Nervous beats pounding

Distance myself

Layers of emotions

Like the evolving sea

I feel this within me

On the smooth shiny sand

You stand, guiding me in

Gently groping fragile rope

Pulling me toward the shore

To free me from my lonely raft

Finally a man who can help me see

Bringing me into the light

Shedding my old skin

All that has been locked away

Saturates me, I am finally free

Intensity that gravitates

Me to you, you to me

I am yours, you are mine

No longer do I run or hide

On the tip of my tongue

Embracing that I can love

Just Me

Make - Believe

A character born from the words on the page

Absorbed into me, words released from their cage

Once spoken from the voice, the one that rings true

The connection is made, imagination shines through

Embrace the character you see, in your mind’s eye

Develop and make your own, as the weeks pass by

Taking centre stage, as one, but with parts of many

Character ghosts of my past, all wanting to be free

Therapeutic, full of glee, relief from conscious me

The real is submerged to make way for make- believe

By Me

Toilet Talk

What does one do when in the public loo

Apart from the obvious one’s or two’s, well it’s true!

Walls decorated with an array of graffiti and words
Scribble, or jokes, tasteless, amusing or absurd 
The mischief one gets up to, in a moment of quiet
Who would of thought to have a marker at hand
Ready for the opportunity to sign one’s tag
Tell me have you ever pondered the thought
Of having a wall of poetry, for the toilet door
Like a whiteboard, that you can clean with ease
Always ready for a new day, or week of ideas
Just imagine the mind’s workings in progress
Looking straight back at you when your mind is in idle
This is what happens when one is on the loo
Time on one’s hands to think things through!


By Me

Whiteness

Without it we don’t see light and shade
Balanced it doesn’t blind us with its light
Creatively it is has influence on the hue
Its absence brings darkness without a clue
No moon to admire from high in the sky
Or light at night to guide us on our way
The impact of it on our life is profound
Everywhere you look it can be found
You see it on every page and screen
Surrounding every part of our being
It’s here right now, even as you read
Hugging the space around each letter and word
……………..………………….
‘Whiteness’ as is commonly referred


By Me (2012)