Lizzie Bevis

Lizzie Bevis Nov 17

I tried to stop loving you,
So I built my walls high,
Yet you carved yourself in me,
A mark that won't erase,
A pulse beneath the armour,
A ghost I can't outpace.

In the calm of the night,
I think of those who came,
Their voices are like whispers,
Yet yours always rebounds,
Resounding in my head,
As time slips by in vain.

Sometimes I pause and wonder,
Do you recall my gaze?
The way the world fell silent,
When we were face to face,
The way I'd run toward you,
Through summer's warm embrace.

Have you turned another page,
Forgotten what we were,
While I weave through threads of longing,
as my memories become a blur?
My heart still beats your rhythm,
Though distance makes it stir.

I really tried to stop loving you,
But love, it seems, won't yield,
For even in these lonely walls,
Your significance is revealed,
Like a heart etched on a tree,
Too deep to be concealed.

©️Lizzie Bevis

#unrequited #love #itried #poetry

Lizzie Bevis Nov 16

Waiting

These fleeting moments,
Carry dreams yet to bloom,
While my words dance and play,
In the stillness of this room.

The world may rush around me,
Yet here, I find my inner peace,
In the wisdom shared between us,
All of my worries seem to cease.

As moments go unnoticed
Like tall grass glistening
With soft morning dew.
The steady beating
Of my heart
Still waiting for you.

Dear old Father Time,
Slips between my fingers,
With each passing second,
His gentle guidance lingers.

So I’ll care for every moment,
As a quiet hope fills the air,
You'll read this poem of waiting,
And I know that you will be there.

©️Lizzie Bevis

#poetry #waiting #time

Lizzie Bevis Nov 15

Dementias Curse

In the mind, where memories fade,
A once-bright mind is sadly betrayed.
A friendly face, but whose is unclear,
As echoes of love dissolve into fear.

Time, a thief, with a fragile hand,
Steals pieces of life, like grains of sand.
Familiar paths turn into foreign trails,
Lost in a maze where confusion prevails.

Each brief moment, an unfamiliar song,
Ties us to those we once held, now gone.
Though the curse may linger, love remains,
In the hearts of those who bear the chains.

©️Lizzie Bevis

I can imagine that quite a few of us can relate to the misery that dementia brings, watching their loved ones regress through their memories, slowly forgetting their friends and family, eventually taking away their ability to function independently.

I feel for all those that have had to go through this awful disease.

#dementia #memories #fear #forget #curse #poetry

Lizzie Bevis Nov 15

Winters Lullaby

Crystal stars pierce evening skies,
While breath clouds dance and fade away,
As shortened winter daylight dies,
And frost-touched branches gently sway.

The air nips sharp at nose and chin,
As nature dims its weary sight,
And drowsy shadows usher in
The softest curtain of the night.

Each creature seeks its quiet den,
As time itself moves sweet and slow.
While winter whispers, once again,
Beneath the alabaster snow.

Through silver webs of frozen lace,
The world drifts deep in winter's spell,
As sleep wraps earth in soft embrace,
While dreams deep within us dwell.

The season calls with gentle lure,
Through frosty breath and starlit nights,
As heavy eyelids find their cure
In winter's soft and silver lights.

Beneath this blanket crystal-deep,
Where dreams and snowflakes softly fall,
The earth and I begin to sleep,
While winter's hushes gently call.

The world grows still and crystal clear,
Beneath the serene and darkened sky,
As peaceful slumber draws us near,
To winter's softest lullaby.

©️Lizzie Bevis

#winter #hibernation #nature #sleep #poetry #seasons

Lizzie Bevis Nov 15

Friday

Friday brings happy goodbyes
to a working week
of giving your all.
As the sun dips low
in painted skies,
it promises rest
and joy starts to rise.
Such sweet release,
crossing that bridge
from a week of toil
to a weekend of peace.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Friday - Thank Sweet Mary, Jesus and the Lord that it is finally Friday!!

#tgif #friday #day #weekday #poetry

Lizzie Bevis Nov 14

Worshipping The Ground You Walk Upon

Though you are not a deity,
each step that you take here
becomes sacred to me.
Your path leaves trails of light
and my heart bows at your feet.

©️Lizzie Bevis

#love #worship #feelings #poetry

Lizzie Bevis Nov 14

Thursday

You’re nearly there,
take a deep breath,
and breathe.
Thursday arrives,
it may be hard to believe,
but, there is not far to go.
So, soldier on,
Forward march!
Saturday is over
tomorrow’s hill.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Thursday…Quite possibly the longest day of the week!

#thursday #weekday #poetry #day