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Lizzy Sharples Sep 2017
Glorious display of light
Sought in the blackest night
Beautiful bright
But out of sight
Clouds cover
The wondrous view our eyes covet

Can't touch rainbows hue
Approach and colours undo
Vanish from view
Whenever pursued
In cloud revealed
But when chased concealed

Whether hidden or unattainable
It's like all beauty is unavailable
This perspective unsustainable
I'll hope again when I'm able to
I'll find myself again somehow
But I'm out of reach right now
Lizzy Sharples Sep 2017
Broken glass
each step unclean
harassed
I could scream
Scraping, grinding
under foot I'm finding
It harder to ignore
Can't take any more
You feel it too
Stuck on our shoes
Broken glass
Nothing new
Move to the beat
Call it a treat
We dance, smile and
All the while
Under our feet
Reminder unspoken
How much we're broken
On a ****** for
A night to remember
Drink so much you forget it
Don't sweat it
Might as well have fun
Can't run
On broken glass
Lizzy Sharples Sep 2017
Out
                 Of
                              Reach
Lizzy Sharples Sep 2017
Tick tock
Tick tock
The pace you've embraced
Won't stop
Won't slow as you grow
Tired, less inspired

The tide
The tide
Laps shores. Un-paused
Won't stop
Un-phased as you age
Till you can't play in it's waves

The cycle
The cycle
Of seasons, you can't flee from
Won't stop
Unchanging, ever changing
Your body cages as it ages.

Ever spinning
Ever spinning
Night and day don't stray
Won't stop
Won't bend or pretend
Un-halted un-faltered

The drum
The drum
Rhythm sweet sound heartbeat
Will stop
What then? Unending trend
Return to earth, hope for rebirth?
Sleepy thoughts and timeless wonderings
Lizzy Sharples Sep 2017
Life; a tale written only once
Engraving history a slave to time
Moments leaving lingering fragrance
Memories painted in the minds eye
Enchanted, by emotions that stay
A new narrative
Life short and lived
We all hope our footprint escapes decay


Roads travelled in convoy or alone
Wind through vast and changing landscapes
Some fleeting moments marked by milestone
Stand out against the backdrop that time drapes
Sadness alters what's seen through windscreen and rear view
A journey retraced
Moves at swift pace
The image blends, distorts and skews

We can't comprehend
Can't pretend
Can't amend
Time has its own rules
We abide till the end
Grace and beauty; paint them evergreen
Let vibrance take hold
Turn history gold
Choose to let goodness gleam

Happiness changes what's seen
Through windscreen and rear view
A journey retraced
Moves at swift pace
The image blends, distorts and skews

Yesterday is in the rear view
Tomorrow offers no preview
Today won't last very long
Be somewhere that you belong
Started with the final verse... a cute little something to paint onto a rear panel inside the campervan. Expanded on it thereafter. Enjoyed the thought process with this one.
Lizzy Sharples Aug 2017
Contemplate
Fascinate
Watch while balance
Ever equating
Finds everything
Relating
Not sure of the rules, if any, for ten word poems but these ten words summarise a myriad of trailing thoughts that have often occupied my mind.
Lizzy Sharples Aug 2017
A poem!
About that?!
Unspeakable
Unthinkable
Word-play
Won't help this time
Don't be a ****!

Bitterness
Twisted grinds
Anger seething
Justice seeking
Heart aching
Images playing dark
games with my mind

Overcome
Unable to move on
Go on absently
Clinging desperately
To humanity
- too much
Has already been stolen

Afraid of
Being altered
Contaminated
Violated
Hardened
Nothing stopped
Time didn't falter

Nauseous
Writhing, contorted
Cynical
With physical
Manifested pain
Can't digest
The anguish
I'm fraught with

This darkness
Blacker than night
Suffocating
Obliterating
Like thick tar
Engulfing all
Snuffing out all light

One breaths
Who shouldn't
Malicious
Vicious
Dead inside
Breathing as he struck
Till another couldn't

My breath
Taken away
Silenced
By violence
Still intruding
God help me lest
My good heart I betray
I shouldn't have adulterated poetry with this darkness. Maybe it helped me I'm not sure.
My brother was murdered and the murderer smiled in court?!
The injustice that he still breaths and still smiles!
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