Elle - Hello Poetry

Elle Jul 26

The green, the church the path along, the grave in which you lay.
The memories are
hazy but one will always stay.

Beyond the green, the church the path, the grave in which you lay, sits a tree so beautiful its just along the way.

I climb down the wall into the field how lovely was that day, the tree and all it's glory sit beside you Grandma May.

The branches reach and touch me, the beauty of this tree, I'm captured by it's presence and how it speaks to me.

Its grand and graceful and sits with pride in the field it calls it's home, it spoke to me that day and said you'll never be alone.

Beyond the green. The church the path, the grave in which you lay, sits a tree so beautiful it's just along the way.

Elle Jul 25

Broken heart x2

You came from nowhere and stole her heart.
You loved her hard so you stole mine too.

I thought you were the one, the one who would cherish her, love her for always and keep her heart safe.

I was wrong, you broke her heart.
You see, you didnt love her hard enough. You gave up and you walked away.
Therefore you broke my heart too.

I picked her up and held her close, I helped her through the pain and it was tough, but I love her hard and always will.

One-day there will be The One, but there will always be a little sadness that it wasn't you.
You broke 2 hearts that day, for 2 very different reasons. 💔 💔

Elle Apr 2022

My mum and Alzheimer's

It creeps in, silently, it doesn't ask, it doesn't care.
It let's me keep you but takes you away little by little.
It robs us of us, who we were together, our memories that were just ours, now they are just mine and I will keep them safe.

I see you all the time but I miss you, I miss us, the old us, the silly us. Just us, the us only we knew.

How dare it take you away and let me watch, let me feel angry and so very very sad all at the same time.
And what's so cruel is the person I would confide in, tell my worries and innermost thoughts to is you. ❤️

Elle Nov 2018

Memories

The memory not very exciting
For everyone else it’s a bore
But the memory is warm and inviting
A glimpse back through yesterday’s door

Elle Nov 2018

He died

Killed by the cuts
Let down and lost
Waiting lists to long
His pain was to great
Blood on their hands
A lost soul forever

Another young man taken his own life and he was waiting to be helped by a service that hardly exists, my heart bleeds and my tears flow. The 4th young man I have known of in two years .

Elle Nov 2018

Lost love

Love died for you but mine carried on
Your love went to another
My ache marched on alone
I needed time to learn to love without you
I needed time to be me and not us
Mending was hard because the hurt was so bad
The loneliness of me not being part of you
The reality that we had become me
My love, my friend, my I tell you everything had gone
The feeling of loss ripped me apart

At times I still miss you
My love from so long ago
And my heart still aches just a little
For the love I lost

Elle Nov 2018

It’s time

I can hear the sound of what I must do, follow and say
It’s noise is menacing, loud and cold
It dominates my world and my time
It pretends to be my friend
A robot I have become
a follower in society

But it can’t find me here
The timekeeper doesn’t exist
in this place I call my own
Locked away in my world
Society and it’s demands have no home here

I breath in the air
And it wakens me
I look up and the beauty in the sky warms my soul

I am shut off from the madness
And I become mindful of just being

My shoulders drop, my breathing slows,
my mind wanders and dances to its own song
Everything ceases for this short time
My time, special time, as I become just me

I hum as a song passes through my mind
Thoughts and feelings, yesterday’s and tomorrow’s
Like clouds floating by, they come and go
They come freely, they have time to grow and take me forward
Or to end and be left behind

I don’t want to be a robot marching through life

I open my eyes and I really see
I want to live as me
not follow the masses that are society

The blinkers are off
It’s time