tim-kitchen - Hello Poetry

There was joy, there was sorrow there was darkness, there was light. And then you came to be among us on a cold and winter’s night. The little miracle, we had hoped for a gift to a father, of a son. For this Grandad, a little playmate And time together, full of fun. For your Mother, what she hoped for and it seemed would never come. A little bundle of hope and joy her very precious baby son. With your smile you make us happy if you’re sad we feel it too. And our lives are so much better when we spend our time with you. You and me, we play together football, cars, Spider-Man too. In a world of fun and fantasy that’s created by me and you. When you grow to be older and I can no longer be. Hold me tight in your heart and just remember me.

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Aug 17, 2022

Aug 17, 2022 at 10:04 AM UTC

Little Man

There was joy, there was sorrow there was darkness, there was light. And then you came to be among us on a cold and winter’s night. The little miracle, we had hoped for a gift to a father, of a son. For this Grandad, a little playmate And time together, full of fun. For your Mother, what she hoped for and it seemed would never come. A little bundle of hope and joy her very precious baby son. With your smile you make us happy if you’re sad we feel it too. And our lives are so much better when we spend our time with you. You and me, we play together football, cars, Spider-Man too. In a world of fun and fantasy that’s created by me and you. When you grow to be older and I can no longer be. Hold me tight in your heart and just remember me.

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Alone I entered the room. Something wasn’t right. The patio door was open. There he was, hiding in the corner. That was the last straw. He’d been bothering me and my family all week. We were all afraid of him. As I cautiously approached him he went for me. Trying to evade him I fell and cut my head on the edge of the radiator. Finally I managed to get the better of him, striking him hard with my right hand. Then I angrily launched into him. Didn’t know I had it in me. After a few moments It was all over. he was gone. I had killed him! I managed to get him off the floor and carried him outside, dumping him behind the trees at the bottom of the garden. I was pleased to be rid of him before the family came back home. Later I stood looking down the garden through the kitchen window to where he was. I felt a bit guilty but was somehow relieved. I had always hated Wasps! At least that’s one less to bother us.

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Apr 20, 2020

Apr 20, 2020 at 7:11 AM UTC

Retribution.

Alone I entered the room. Something wasn’t right. The patio door was open. There he was, hiding in the corner. That was the last straw. He’d been bothering me and my family all week. We were all afraid of him. As I cautiously approached him he went for me. Trying to evade him I fell and cut my head on the edge of the radiator. Finally I managed to get the better of him, striking him hard with my right hand. Then I angrily launched into him. Didn’t know I had it in me. After a few moments It was all over. he was gone. I had killed him! I managed to get him off the floor and carried him outside, dumping him behind the trees at the bottom of the garden. I was pleased to be rid of him before the family came back home. Later I stood looking down the garden through the kitchen window to where he was. I felt a bit guilty but was somehow relieved. I had always hated Wasps! At least that’s one less to bother us.

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Now they don’t want me, now they don’t care might just as well go back to bed up those wooden stairs. They took it all away from me, everything I knew now it’s all gone and there’s nothing I can do. I wondered if it would happen, ever happen to me and now that it has, the future’s hard to see. There has to be a reason why it’s me this time don’t think I want to know, just want to save my mind. Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me. Got to try to find it, got to take the time see if I can find a way, to make the future mine. Life is very different now, with no place to go some days I’m fine, others times I’m low. My thoughts remind me of what I left behind on a sad and lonely day which often comes to mind. But I must take a look at what’s before me now to see if I can try to start again somehow. Maybe follow a dream, is something I should do and find somewhere else to be where I can see it through. Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me, Got to try to find it, got to take the time see if I can find a way, to make the future mine.

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Feb 27, 2020

Feb 27, 2020 at 10:44 AM UTC

A Better Way (Song for The Redundant Man)

Now they don’t want me, now they don’t care might just as well go back to bed up those wooden stairs. They took it all away from me, everything I knew now it’s all gone and there’s nothing I can do. I wondered if it would happen, ever happen to me and now that it has, the future’s hard to see. There has to be a reason why it’s me this time don’t think I want to know, just want to save my mind. Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me. Got to try to find it, got to take the time see if I can find a way, to make the future mine. Life is very different now, with no place to go some days I’m fine, others times I’m low. My thoughts remind me of what I left behind on a sad and lonely day which often comes to mind. But I must take a look at what’s before me now to see if I can try to start again somehow. Maybe follow a dream, is something I should do and find somewhere else to be where I can see it through. Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me, Got to try to find it, got to take the time see if I can find a way, to make the future mine.

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The doctor had said she looked tired today the tests had shown it wouldn't go away her looks might go, her living could too how would she cope, what could she do she was late arriving for the photo shoot in her tight blue jeans and high heel boots the make up artist did her thing and soon she was ready for anything. She looked so good as the flash gun fired with her make up on she no longer looked tired the photographer told her what to do with her long blonde hair and eyes of blue she knew how to ****** the camera lens each exposure was her latest friend it was clear to see she photographed well even though she just felt like hell. She knew how to grace a magazine cover knowing how to look, more than any other often she would be the centrefold in a magazine, that was never under sold she still always had that look in her eye even when she wanted to just sit down and cry Something had to give, something had to change it was clear to see things couldn't stay the same. But that was then and this is now there's always a way to survive somehow gone are the looks that brought her fame but she earns her living, just the same now she works as a photographer herself taking pictures for the magazine shelves and she knows what to tell the girls to do with their long blonde hair and eyes of blue.

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Feb 27, 2020

Feb 27, 2020 at 10:41 AM UTC

Long Blonde Hair And Eyes Of Blue

The doctor had said she looked tired today the tests had shown it wouldn't go away her looks might go, her living could too how would she cope, what could she do she was late arriving for the photo shoot in her tight blue jeans and high heel boots the make up artist did her thing and soon she was ready for anything. She looked so good as the flash gun fired with her make up on she no longer looked tired the photographer told her what to do with her long blonde hair and eyes of blue she knew how to ****** the camera lens each exposure was her latest friend it was clear to see she photographed well even though she just felt like hell. She knew how to grace a magazine cover knowing how to look, more than any other often she would be the centrefold in a magazine, that was never under sold she still always had that look in her eye even when she wanted to just sit down and cry Something had to give, something had to change it was clear to see things couldn't stay the same. But that was then and this is now there's always a way to survive somehow gone are the looks that brought her fame but she earns her living, just the same now she works as a photographer herself taking pictures for the magazine shelves and she knows what to tell the girls to do with their long blonde hair and eyes of blue.

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It's been a very reasonable day, just a light shower or two walking along these country lanes, round each corner, a different view. But it's getting late now and darkness will soon be here there's a haunting sound from the wood nearby, I hope it's nothing to fear. I know I should be thinking of making my way back and I really did think I was on the right track. And yet, wherever I seem to look and wherever I seem to roam I just can't seem to find my way back home. I've climbed to some higher ground now, such a wonderful view I can smell the freshness in the air and in the distance, see my home now too. But it's getting cooler and there's a strange stillness up here I can almost feel the cold silence, which I hope is nothing to fear. Now darkness has fallen but in the moonlight I can see a path that I think looks familiar to me. It leads to a narrow stream I can cross on a stepping stone so I can try to find my way back home. Having waited in the darkness, I can now see in the light dawn brings I sense all of the beauty of nature around me and I listen as a blackbird sings. But with the dawn a storm has gathered and above me dark clouds are near and as the thunder cracks and lightning flashes, I hope there is nothing to fear. Now I'm feeling lost, tired, wet and cold and like someone who has suddenly grown old. And I don't want to be here in this place any longer on my own I just want to find my way back home. There's a shaft of light from an open curtain and it's so bright in my eyes and the noise from a radio alarm clock catches me by surprise. As I wake up the duvet feels warm and comforting against my skin and there is someone beside me, still sleeping, so I don't say anything. I look around me and I know I am home I'm not really somewhere lost and alone. And of course I realise things are not really as bad as they seem for I was lost, but only somewhere in a dream.

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Feb 27, 2020

Feb 27, 2020 at 10:39 AM UTC

Lost

It's been a very reasonable day, just a light shower or two walking along these country lanes, round each corner, a different view. But it's getting late now and darkness will soon be here there's a haunting sound from the wood nearby, I hope it's nothing to fear. I know I should be thinking of making my way back and I really did think I was on the right track. And yet, wherever I seem to look and wherever I seem to roam I just can't seem to find my way back home. I've climbed to some higher ground now, such a wonderful view I can smell the freshness in the air and in the distance, see my home now too. But it's getting cooler and there's a strange stillness up here I can almost feel the cold silence, which I hope is nothing to fear. Now darkness has fallen but in the moonlight I can see a path that I think looks familiar to me. It leads to a narrow stream I can cross on a stepping stone so I can try to find my way back home. Having waited in the darkness, I can now see in the light dawn brings I sense all of the beauty of nature around me and I listen as a blackbird sings. But with the dawn a storm has gathered and above me dark clouds are near and as the thunder cracks and lightning flashes, I hope there is nothing to fear. Now I'm feeling lost, tired, wet and cold and like someone who has suddenly grown old. And I don't want to be here in this place any longer on my own I just want to find my way back home. There's a shaft of light from an open curtain and it's so bright in my eyes and the noise from a radio alarm clock catches me by surprise. As I wake up the duvet feels warm and comforting against my skin and there is someone beside me, still sleeping, so I don't say anything. I look around me and I know I am home I'm not really somewhere lost and alone. And of course I realise things are not really as bad as they seem for I was lost, but only somewhere in a dream.

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I remember as a young man dreaming of falling in love my dreams were for a special girl made in heaven above the kind of girl you come by only once in a while then she walked into my life with her precious smile. I remember when I first saw her in the middle of the room next to the dance hall, where we’d dance our love tune and when we became friends how it was never enough as I had already fallen in love. I remember how she smiled when she danced a certain way and when we became a couple, one September day I had at last got something in my life so right I could hold her in my arms, not just in my dreams at night. I remember when we were married, how it rained and rained all day but we did not let it spoil our very special day, I looked back down the aisle, as she came to me dressed in white and was greeted by her smile, shining through her veil so bright. I remember how much I loved her, so glad that she was mine, I remember I gave a promise to love her for all time. I remember and I will, for no one could love her more and I’ll hold her in this heart of mine for now and evermore.

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Feb 26, 2020

Feb 26, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC

I Remember

I remember as a young man dreaming of falling in love my dreams were for a special girl made in heaven above the kind of girl you come by only once in a while then she walked into my life with her precious smile. I remember when I first saw her in the middle of the room next to the dance hall, where we’d dance our love tune and when we became friends how it was never enough as I had already fallen in love. I remember how she smiled when she danced a certain way and when we became a couple, one September day I had at last got something in my life so right I could hold her in my arms, not just in my dreams at night. I remember when we were married, how it rained and rained all day but we did not let it spoil our very special day, I looked back down the aisle, as she came to me dressed in white and was greeted by her smile, shining through her veil so bright. I remember how much I loved her, so glad that she was mine, I remember I gave a promise to love her for all time. I remember and I will, for no one could love her more and I’ll hold her in this heart of mine for now and evermore.

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An old man sits on a churchyard bench with his memories of times long ago. When he was the Vicar of the church and the people he’d come to know. He recalls when he married a couple on an almost perfect summer’s day. And how with joy in their young faces they knelt there before him to pray. He remembers when he christened twins who cried the whole ceremony through. Their mother tried to keep them quiet but there was nothing she could do. The church would be full at Christmas with people standing near the door. He wondered why they all came but then didn’t come any more. And he still remembers the burial of a young man who died in a car. Taking his dangerous love of speed so tragically a little bit too far. Near where he sits there’s a young boy kneeling by his Grandmother’s grave. It’s nearly dark, under a cold wintry sky, and he’s not really feeling very brave. The young boy stands with the old man saying “Grandpa it’s time for us to go ”. They walk off hand in hand together on a path now sprinkled with snow.

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Feb 26, 2020

Feb 26, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC

The Old Vicar

An old man sits on a churchyard bench with his memories of times long ago. When he was the Vicar of the church and the people he’d come to know. He recalls when he married a couple on an almost perfect summer’s day. And how with joy in their young faces they knelt there before him to pray. He remembers when he christened twins who cried the whole ceremony through. Their mother tried to keep them quiet but there was nothing she could do. The church would be full at Christmas with people standing near the door. He wondered why they all came but then didn’t come any more. And he still remembers the burial of a young man who died in a car. Taking his dangerous love of speed so tragically a little bit too far. Near where he sits there’s a young boy kneeling by his Grandmother’s grave. It’s nearly dark, under a cold wintry sky, and he’s not really feeling very brave. The young boy stands with the old man saying “Grandpa it’s time for us to go ”. They walk off hand in hand together on a path now sprinkled with snow.

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They look up above to the skies with their young and innocent eyes. Little children not really knowing where their young lives are going. Some are born of kings and queens others just of people with dreams. Some are born into families so poor others destined for riches and more. Adolescence will arrive out of the blue their bodies will change, they will too! Many will become technology slaves and adopt some rather strange ways. Boys will see girls in a different light and dream of them deep into the night. Boys will wear clothing with a hood girls will say they're misunderstood. They'll be arrogant, just wanting fun a bit like us when we were young. Some may learn from what they see in the ways of people like you and me. But they all deserve a chance in life even just to be a good husband or wife. To find happiness in whatever they do and to know success and humility too.

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Feb 26, 2020

Feb 26, 2020 at 5:17 AM UTC

Children Of Our Time

They look up above to the skies with their young and innocent eyes. Little children not really knowing where their young lives are going. Some are born of kings and queens others just of people with dreams. Some are born into families so poor others destined for riches and more. Adolescence will arrive out of the blue their bodies will change, they will too! Many will become technology slaves and adopt some rather strange ways. Boys will see girls in a different light and dream of them deep into the night. Boys will wear clothing with a hood girls will say they're misunderstood. They'll be arrogant, just wanting fun a bit like us when we were young. Some may learn from what they see in the ways of people like you and me. But they all deserve a chance in life even just to be a good husband or wife. To find happiness in whatever they do and to know success and humility too.

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I missed my wife today while she had to be away. Realised how lonely I’d be if she wasn’t here with me. Without her love and smile life wouldn’t be worthwhile I missed my wife today. I missed my children today seeing them happily at play. Sunny days and ice creams bedtime stories before dreams. They’ve grown and moved on now my little ones are gone. I missed my children today. I missed my father today working Monday to Friday. Taking us out on Saturday. preaching in church on Sunday. Taken from us far too young long before his life was done. I missed my father today. I missed my mother today busily getting through the day. Dinner cooking, smelling good afternoon read when she could. Never a moan, often a smile looking after us all the while. I missed my mother today. I missed them all today.

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Feb 24, 2020

Feb 24, 2020 at 7:26 AM UTC

I Missed Them All Today

I missed my wife today while she had to be away. Realised how lonely I’d be if she wasn’t here with me. Without her love and smile life wouldn’t be worthwhile I missed my wife today. I missed my children today seeing them happily at play. Sunny days and ice creams bedtime stories before dreams. They’ve grown and moved on now my little ones are gone. I missed my children today. I missed my father today working Monday to Friday. Taking us out on Saturday. preaching in church on Sunday. Taken from us far too young long before his life was done. I missed my father today. I missed my mother today busily getting through the day. Dinner cooking, smelling good afternoon read when she could. Never a moan, often a smile looking after us all the while. I missed my mother today. I missed them all today.

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Close To Me When I awake from my dreams on each new day morn I turn and find you near to me your body soft and warm. I take you in my loving arms and hold you close to me for I can only face the day knowing your love for me. As I go about my days life’s pressures all around my thoughts drift back to you and the love that we have found I think of when you’re close to me and all those things you do till I just want the time to come when I’m back home with you. When the day is over and I’m lying there with you I take you in my arms again feeling love for you our hearts entwined as one two lovers in the night and I will hold you close to me until the morning light.

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Feb 24, 2020

Feb 24, 2020 at 7:25 AM UTC

Close To Me

Close To Me When I awake from my dreams on each new day morn I turn and find you near to me your body soft and warm. I take you in my loving arms and hold you close to me for I can only face the day knowing your love for me. As I go about my days life’s pressures all around my thoughts drift back to you and the love that we have found I think of when you’re close to me and all those things you do till I just want the time to come when I’m back home with you. When the day is over and I’m lying there with you I take you in my arms again feeling love for you our hearts entwined as one two lovers in the night and I will hold you close to me until the morning light.

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