james-andrew-wood - Hello Poetry

I'm tired of sleeping and crippled from rest My head is inactive and my body possessed I need to escape this prison, and breath at a pace To feel exhilaration to have one more smile on my face Four walls, one window and an open door An opportunity to escape to bend my own law Get out there, be free, meet friends and have fun but I cannot risk it, what if I am the one. The one that they catch making a dash to be free caught at the gate trying to find a new me Before I know it i'd be here forever I need one more day of getting it together. To be a good loser is not always ok Depends what you've lost, what you've had to pay To live alone when you've been one of ten but they've left you, it's just you alone with your pen.

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Dec 7, 2009

Dec 7, 2009 at 2:00 AM UTC

Alone with your pen

I'm tired of sleeping and crippled from rest My head is inactive and my body possessed I need to escape this prison, and breath at a pace To feel exhilaration to have one more smile on my face Four walls, one window and an open door An opportunity to escape to bend my own law Get out there, be free, meet friends and have fun but I cannot risk it, what if I am the one. The one that they catch making a dash to be free caught at the gate trying to find a new me Before I know it i'd be here forever I need one more day of getting it together. To be a good loser is not always ok Depends what you've lost, what you've had to pay To live alone when you've been one of ten but they've left you, it's just you alone with your pen.

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Our hero in red came tumbling down A heavy fall but no sigh or a frown He ate and he drank and made good of the mess Then he disappeared back up the chimney no less. "Mum, Dad it's christmas" came the shout Children run down the stairs to see if Santa's about An empty glass and a two half eaten pies Then a big sack of presents catch the children's eyes The parents look on with a sense of joy Each present is opened; some sweets and a toy It's picture perfect, a moment to tresure If only every child could experience such pleasure. If only our hero knew of some children's tears No letter no presents no love, only fears He'd do all he could to bring joy to their heart A cuddle, a smile and laughter's a start Love doesn't cost money, a smile causes no pain Be there for each other, never let that togtherness wain A present is for christmas but a family's love is for ever remember true values its the being together.

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Dec 7, 2009

Dec 7, 2009 at 1:33 AM UTC

A gift of love

Our hero in red came tumbling down A heavy fall but no sigh or a frown He ate and he drank and made good of the mess Then he disappeared back up the chimney no less. "Mum, Dad it's christmas" came the shout Children run down the stairs to see if Santa's about An empty glass and a two half eaten pies Then a big sack of presents catch the children's eyes The parents look on with a sense of joy Each present is opened; some sweets and a toy It's picture perfect, a moment to tresure If only every child could experience such pleasure. If only our hero knew of some children's tears No letter no presents no love, only fears He'd do all he could to bring joy to their heart A cuddle, a smile and laughter's a start Love doesn't cost money, a smile causes no pain Be there for each other, never let that togtherness wain A present is for christmas but a family's love is for ever remember true values its the being together.

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I can smell it, i can feel it, I know that it's here chimney smoke, smiley faces sharing festive cheer A buzz of excitement, a cosy feeling within seeing a robin or tasting grandma's gin. Memories can be prompted by music or words Dreams are of happy times where we all live like lords Its a time for love and laughter and fun No hatred, no warfare no knife, no gun smell it, feel it, see it, remember it dream it, love it, enjoy or hate it If for one day only we experience true peace then it makes sense to me at the very least.

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Dec 4, 2009

Dec 4, 2009 at 12:20 PM UTC

A sense of Christmas.

I can smell it, i can feel it, I know that it's here chimney smoke, smiley faces sharing festive cheer A buzz of excitement, a cosy feeling within seeing a robin or tasting grandma's gin. Memories can be prompted by music or words Dreams are of happy times where we all live like lords Its a time for love and laughter and fun No hatred, no warfare no knife, no gun smell it, feel it, see it, remember it dream it, love it, enjoy or hate it If for one day only we experience true peace then it makes sense to me at the very least.

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To sleep is to recharge but my battery isn't dead My brain powers on but my body cries for bed Just one more thought, just hear me out a memory or a wish I want to sleep, I need to sleep, please let me sleep. i'm tired, i'm angry, frustrated and sad as the vulchers circle my head, they're waiting for me to snuggle and curl then they'll descend upon my bed Please let me sleep, I need to sleep. I want to sleep

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Nov 30, 2009

Nov 30, 2009 at 12:59 PM UTC

Insomnia

To sleep is to recharge but my battery isn't dead My brain powers on but my body cries for bed Just one more thought, just hear me out a memory or a wish I want to sleep, I need to sleep, please let me sleep. i'm tired, i'm angry, frustrated and sad as the vulchers circle my head, they're waiting for me to snuggle and curl then they'll descend upon my bed Please let me sleep, I need to sleep. I want to sleep

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fear eats your heart and drinks from your veins whilst hope soothes your aches and some of the pains. Just words put in order, a sentence of death the clock is ticking, make the most of each breath Some win the battle and some lose the war Some weapons are expensive, too much for the poor. Never give up and focus that strength from within Whilst the end is a thought it's one for the bin. I've been there, i've lived it, thats why I can say. pump that blood to your heart and shout "i'm not afraid"!!!!! Optimism brings light and light brings day Fight for life whatever anyone may say

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Nov 30, 2009

Nov 30, 2009 at 11:32 AM UTC

It's your fight

fear eats your heart and drinks from your veins whilst hope soothes your aches and some of the pains. Just words put in order, a sentence of death the clock is ticking, make the most of each breath Some win the battle and some lose the war Some weapons are expensive, too much for the poor. Never give up and focus that strength from within Whilst the end is a thought it's one for the bin. I've been there, i've lived it, thats why I can say. pump that blood to your heart and shout "i'm not afraid"!!!!! Optimism brings light and light brings day Fight for life whatever anyone may say

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Whilst a modern verse is a movement in time Structure and content should by no means define A cat can bare flesh in ways more than one But a readers delight is not always from fun. So backwards we travel our own time machine Its noise mute, bar the tapping of keys We see all we know but know not all that we see Tales of emotion, perfect poetic prose A time for reflection without future woes Could you pick a winner the old or the new Your Granddad, your child, the new or old you

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Nov 29, 2009

Nov 29, 2009 at 10:51 AM UTC

Time

Whilst a modern verse is a movement in time Structure and content should by no means define A cat can bare flesh in ways more than one But a readers delight is not always from fun. So backwards we travel our own time machine Its noise mute, bar the tapping of keys We see all we know but know not all that we see Tales of emotion, perfect poetic prose A time for reflection without future woes Could you pick a winner the old or the new Your Granddad, your child, the new or old you

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I’ve something to tell you a moment to share I’m pregnant, we’re pregnant or whatever you care A union of two, a propagation of love Forever together, no longer just us. The biggest joy, we cannot yet share Our little secret, our baby, our heir Irrational fears and high expectations but ideally good health and strong relations. We will laugh, we will cry, always love never hate Our bundle of joy encased in hope so great When the weather is grey and the lights are dim Ther'll be warmth, comfort and hope within. Our parents become grand and siblings will grow A new baby, the youngest, the highest low First words, first steps great feats alone A voice a walk our baby has grown.

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Nov 24, 2009

Nov 24, 2009 at 10:57 AM UTC

We're Pregnant

I’ve something to tell you a moment to share I’m pregnant, we’re pregnant or whatever you care A union of two, a propagation of love Forever together, no longer just us. The biggest joy, we cannot yet share Our little secret, our baby, our heir Irrational fears and high expectations but ideally good health and strong relations. We will laugh, we will cry, always love never hate Our bundle of joy encased in hope so great When the weather is grey and the lights are dim Ther'll be warmth, comfort and hope within. Our parents become grand and siblings will grow A new baby, the youngest, the highest low First words, first steps great feats alone A voice a walk our baby has grown.

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