I heard the news today that you passed Our Heavenly Father has you cast In a play of angelic proportions Made you pure from life’s distortions As we grieve in our different ways Our memory of you forever stays
I remember our day we had in a northern town With sincere gladness, as you take up your crown Retrospective moments I treasure all my life As you lay at peace from your recent strife I will think of you often with warmth and charm So you rest well, my friend away from all harm
Your poetic words often struck a chord And in life, you were rewarded for your word Our chats over music, poetry, culture and esprit Showed your enthusiasm for people like me I only wish there is an opportunity for goodbye I shall send my spiritual presence to the sky
In this lifetime there is but one of us to know In your time on earth you had so much to show There’s a heartache, as time closes in A time of healing for us to begin So fly on with wings that soar far and wide In how you touched this life, fly on with pride
For a fellow poet David Swinden, also known as DarkDave in some poetry circles... sweet dreams as you rest, my friend
For Christmas this year, I’d like all those who are missing back home safe I’d like the lost and lonely to find themselves again without trying, safe in the knowledge they are loved and needed. Those fake power hungry people who destroy other’s lives – just because they can the corrupt politicians who take from the mouths of all those ordinary families who are struggling to live to be held accountable and a change comes I wish each family all have ample to thrive contently, this Christmas.
You, the weak and the listless to find inner strength, so that you may rise like the phoenix in the blaze of glory, you burn brightly shining orange and gold. This year, end all world wars send all the boys and girls home at last. For me and all those people like me will you bring a little happiness so we may all find our place in this world? can the orbit of life echo this in all of us this year, and every year, for Christmas...
Mystery surrounds the echoes of my mind Words of forgotten prose I simply cannot find A memory misplaced in this ever growing scenario Of hopelessness Sorrow and impulsively acting like a half demented child Not able to advocate the needs and wants it expects from me This is you in retrospect An unfulfilled moment that spread into a lifetime A woman so rigid she has no soul but for herself in that second A listless pitiful attempt at loving someone like me Whoever I might be The one always excreted on from an enormous height Spurned out like wasteful matter at the speed of light From a heart so disassociated from what we once called a miracle Yet in amongst the ruins, I’m the one who’s cynical?
When I think of the sorrow you caused You accepting what is in your life It’s seems easier than the truth Even if there’s nothing else there for you You have no care in what you do Your treatment of me is incomprehensible Your deceit is all you need It gives you a sense of duty It gives you purpose, it gives you drive To keep your bitter heart alive Still amongst the ashes Of what was once a burning love Is the desire to ignite a flame Even when it’s difficult to say goodbye The fire should be allowed to die I think that God may let you hurt me More and more if I allow I think that he’s teaching me a lesson That I will be unhappy, as you rejoice Until the day comes I have no choice But to let you go As only I will know When it’s time to say – …. this is the end For now – I choose to live in pretend
Goodnight my love I speak to you each night Whispering to the echoes Of the moon, reverberating Mindlessly around the stars Desperate to find your heart Though my devotion never rests there Cast aside like a discarded tin can Once used to consume nourishment As my heart was to provide you sustenance No longer required for your life journey Yet still I dwell on past glories Fill my head with long dead stories To remind me of the only one Whoever seemed to mean something to me Even though I mean nothing to you at all The end comes bitterly Though welcomed at the time To stop the miserable existence Of feeling so worthless As I know I've always been to you Love is only true Because it travels one lane down a two way street Only idyllic memories Cover the dire consequences Of a partnership reaped in deceit
I tried to buy a Valentines Then I really did not I definitely thought about it Still positively not a lot It is harshly overrated A complete waste of time It may not be complicated Exactly like this rhyme So not hard to buy something As a token of my care There really is nothing No present out there Paying money for a card Is an expense too far Romance is not truly barred When your partner is a star Be thankful for the pleasure Of my company here each day Love speaks beyond measure When you’re romantic in the right way I did not buy you a Valentines I am sure your displeasure mounts Still, I had thought about it And you know… …it is the thought that counts