Memoir Poetry - Hello Poetry

Mar 2016

phil roberts

There are times in my life
When all I want to do
Is to disappear
No plans
No questions
And no recriminations
Just disappearance
To nowhere

By Phil Roberts

Mar 2016

katie

girl

If her childlike
  self was to see
her now what
would
         she think
would
       the shock
freeze
her heart to a
still beat make
her turn & run
       back to the
dream, the
encounter
      shattering
her
     at the seams
as if
   they were two
elements that
could
not exist together
separated by age
      & heartache,
         everything
that had
  changed, blood,
        brain, dna
or would they
embrace,
     reconnect,
      vow to start
again

Mar 2016

ThePoet

• Love •

What is it like to be touched
by the touch,

of the one
you have dreamed
of and longed for so much?

What is it like to be loved
by the love,

of the one
you have begged
for to the heavens above?

©

Mar 2016

Pixievic

A Womans Voice

A Mothers Voice
The first that you hear kisses your tears and soothes your fears
A Lovers Voice
Who's whispers of *** entice and perplex your body's reflex
An Awesome Voice
That shouts out loud stands up and is proud not lost in the crowd
A Powerful Voice
One that rallies and fights without losing sight asserting its rights
A Survivors Voice**
Riddled with pain no longer in chains her monsters slain
A Warriors Voice
Strong and controlled without being told breaks free of the mold

This is My Voice

All the above
Warm like a glove
And full of love

(C) Pixievic

Happy International Women's Day!!

#woman #voice

Mar 2016

The Dedpoet

Life

Life holds in it's hands
The perceptions eye,
The path that goes on
And the souls that stay;

Life breathes from the womb
Of on the sleepwalking people,
Life is a birth of clarity
In a world of crystalline doubt;

Life breaks and molds the light
We use in the momentary existence,
Wielding great joy and furious
Strife at the throat of the silence;

Life is the Word spoken to the other
As naked thoughts unknown,
Hooked by love,
Dissolved in ignorance;

The living bound to the dust
As quickly to beauty as the moment,
All are sacred
If only for a little while.

#dedpoet

Mar 2016

Pixievic

One True Love

Like the sun that brightens the day
You light up my life in every way
Like the moon that glows in the sky
You give me your heart without asking why
Like the stars suspended above
Your precious eyes shine with love
You are my world
My day
My night
You'll always be
My source of light
I pledge myself
To you hereof
My boy
My son
My one
Truelove

It's Mothers Day in the UK today - so this is for all you beautiful mammas & wonderful sons (&daughters;!) GO HUG YOUR MUM!!

#son #truelove

Mar 2016

Pixievic

Poem by Portia Nelson

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes me a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in. It's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault. I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

I walk down another street

This is a poem I keep with me (on a tattered bit of paper in my wallet!) I look at it to remind myself I don't have to fall into the same hole when things go bad - thought I'd share it (mostly as my own words aren't coming at the moment!!) - Walk down a different street!!

#depression #healing #recovery

Mar 2016

Alex Riley

HOME

Home should be loving
Home should be neat
Home should be filled with something to eat
Where family surrounds you
Or if they are gone
A place you can rest alone all night long

Home should be looked forward too
And not at all despised
A place you should be looked upon
With loving caring eyes

Mar 2016

Little Bear

Sometimes life...

I closed the door.
Falling to my knees,
head in my hands
and I wept.
I shook.
And I rocked.
And I wept.

The world fell silent,
and dark.
The blood seeped through my clothes.
Burning scarlet.

The arrows embedded so deep.
Deep into my flesh.
Piercing flesh and organs.
Each a death blow.
And I wept..

The arrows stood out from me,
proud and valiant.
Poison tipped.
Bringing about my demise.
And I wept..

And in this silent world,
the voices came.
And one by one
the arrows were taken from me.
Tearing skin from flesh,
flesh from bone.
And in my agony,
I wept..

The ground,
a pool of my blood.
Pouring carmine.

But the voices remained.
Whispering prayers.
Words to heal.
Songs of kindness and hope.
Lullabies of peace.

And in time,
there became a comforting stillness,
and a moment of light.
An ember.
Blew upon
with the breath of kind hearts.

And in that moment,
I had hope.
I felt loved.
And I will remain.

My wounds will heal.
My skin will be marred for all time.
But I will remain.
I will stand up and smile once more.
I will be happy for my time.

Opening the door,
to do battle once again.

Sometimes life kicks your ****.
But that's when you put on your happy face
and kick it's **** right back.

Mar 2016

Pixievic

Smile!

My aim today
Is simply to
Make you smile
It's what I do
As you sit
Behind your desk
Take a moment
To digest
This little rhyme
It's sent with love
To wrap you up
Just like a glove
Your day's mundane
Your job's a bore
But soon you'll walk
Out of the door
Into the sun
Where lovers kiss
Under the trees
And you'll feel bliss
But if all else fails
I hope with grace
I've put a smile
Upon your face!

(C) Pixievic

I'm actually having a really bad few days!! So this is for me as well as you lot!! Smile & the world smiles back is my motto!!

#smile