FIRE AND ICE...

Fire n ice within my soul causing brain freeze,
it's beyond my limits to stop it.
The fire crackles dancing flames of crimson red , burning orange a blaze.
Burn welts upon my internal self,
it dances with flickering height.

Ice so cold it sticks to my inner soul,
icicles so sharp freezing points into my heart.
Internal heat battles to blunt it's points,
i cannot slow it's growth but feel it's numbing pain.

I freeze n burn equally an inside battle,
far hidden from eyes of those that cannot comprehend.
This daily torture on my very soul,
it cannot and will not stop.
I'M tired.

Eyes hold the portal to the battle beneath the skin that hides it all to well.
I feel sick.

Tomorrow I will rise once more,
like a Phoenix from the ashes of my mind.
I spread my wings, I fly,
I cry.

Upon each step as I walk this earth,
mud lies deep beneath my feet.
Weather climbing a rocky mountain,
to admire a far reaching view within horizons askue.
Mud lies deep beneath my feet.
weather running as fast as I possibly can,
after the last train as it departs the station,
under concrete platforms.
Mud lies deep beneath my feet.
weather walking fields of plains,
within sun kissed meadows on a summers day.
Mud lies deep beneath  my feet.
weather rowing a small boat,
within the cradle of the river.
Under silty bottoms spilling fresh water.
Mud lies deep beneath my feet.
Weather climbing weathered branches of the mighty oak.
Standing strong upon the valleys edge,
mud lies deep beneath my feet.

Weather running cycling flying or gliding,
mud lies deep beneath my feet.
Weather running late or running on time,
mud lies deep beneath my feet.
When my steps are smaller and less than few,
mud lies deep beneath my feet.
As I draw my last breaths  then placed within this earthern ground.
Mud lies deep beneath my feet.
For all of eternity back to the earth,
from which we were all once born.
Mud runs deep beneath our feet.

leave the light on for me,
to guide my way back home.
I may have been a little lost,
lonely so alone.

leave the light on for me,
to help me find my way.
back into your arms,
helps chase darkness away.

leave the light on for me,
this darkness is quite cold.
want to feel its warmth,
to comfort my very soul.

leave the light on for me,
please don't flick that switch.
being off is like the ending,
of a depression I just can't itch.

leave the light on for me,
or just a candle in the window.
a melting wax lit wick,
to brighten up my shadow.

but when I've returned,
from the darkness deep so far.
it was your light that guided me,
from the warmth within your soul.

A RADOX LIFE...

Peace at last ,alone in the bath
wondering how long this may last..
water steams so hot I add extra cold, mix with me toe..
Radox stress relief bubbles foaming suds.
I lye within this little peace of heaven,
stretch out in me giant bath,
as you see im a tall lass.
At last..the tension unraveled..
 like the bog roll I see beside me,
the kids earlier were playing mummies..
Not me no, the Egyptian kind..
But this bath tomb now cradles me.
Looking down I think greenpeace could becon,
I'd give shamoo a swim for her money I reckon.

peace at last, alone in the bath,
wash away stress of the day.
Christ I'd be scrubbing night and day.
Red circles I inspect on my legs,
was shot earlier by a nerf gun.
 Until dead..
Several times..
 Again n again.

I can hear my husband downstairs,
playing referee with the girls that I'm blessed.
I'm staying hear as my ears repair,
my girls how I love them dear.
As I'm preening daily tensions away,
not much longer in hear can I stay.
for my toes n fingers wrinkle,
may also have tinkled...
As I pull the plug clean away.

Looking like a super sized rhubarb and custard..
Pink **** n backs of me knees,
I disembark the comforts of the bath.
slightly chilled now feeling at ease.

QUESTIONS...

What if God was a solider,
if only for one day?
Would he put on his training boots,
chasing mortor bombs away?
Would he comfort the widows,
grieving for loved ones they've just lost?
Or would he just listen to prayers,
in a way their not forgot?

What if God was a solider,
if only for one day?
would he end the bitter cries,
offer strength to those a stray?
Would he march into battle,
on the front line day and night?
or would he turn to run,
knowing deep down he couldn't fight?

What if God was a solider,
if only for one day?
would he sit with in the trenches,
offering hope along the way?
Or would he just shoot his rifle,
bullets flying like wings of a bird?
Maybe sharpen up his bayonet,
for its shine shone across the world?

But what if a solider was God,
if only for one day?
would he clear the leading parties minds,
that seem to go astray?
He may share many of his stories,
his experience of war.
to show young men prayers superior,
to guns alone or more.

What if a solider was God,
if only for one day?
He would mark that day with memories,
pride and honour all the way.
He  would keep there minds open,
with all sense of brotherhood and pride.
Of loved ones lost departed,
souls drift on seas or tide.
Of fallen men and women,
so there always by our side.

Maggie Evans

stigma a small six letter word,
but blocks the way;
to unconfident to be heard.
you beastly biased blighted word,
you block the light your so obsurd.

stigma stands blocking our path,
scared alone or scared they'll laugh.
you discust me with your devilish way,
blinding us all through night and day.

stigma move over;
let me soar or fly.
keeping tears blocked to afraid to cry,
I PRAY.

stigma should be shunted,
let's educate the world.
seeking help not stunted,
speak up with spoken word.
I SPEAK.

stigma you shrink and weaken,
as my pain with few I share.
confidence growing faster,
now eased enough not to care.
IT HELPS.

stigma I'd like to see you crumble,
like an old still dry stone wall.
you will never see me stumble,
a voice to listen to all.
A FRIEND.

stigma you no longer have the power,
to quieten us from the 'norm'.
it be boring if all the same,
unique from day us all born.
EMBRACE DIFFERENCE.

stigma now disheveled,
in future hope your gone.
knowledge giving power,
to show us all your wrong .
EQUALITY.