65/F/Calverton I have published a couple of poetry any year diaries and they are now available on Amazon so excited! Just key in poetry books Theresa Hartley-Mace to see them! 167 followers / 15.5k words
As a child I was meek and mild But we used to play in the triggery!
It was at the end of our road called Peacock Avenue, Which was tree lined and really nice! And we used to live right next to the dead centre, The cemetery
We’d bring lotsa pressys back for Mum Like a duck and ducklings A newt A rather large dragon fly Various cats Until she said no more
She’d say take that back now In a bit of a fluster We didn’t know she was really not that keen on nature!
In the dark of night the spirits roam, They’ve been away, Now they’ve come home , The candles flicker , And the moon is bright , Feathers drop from a height , Silhouette shapes are seen on the wall, The spirits know just who to call!
Every one gets low sometimes No one knows how another feels Unless they can describe it easily And handling it well it slowly goes But for some who suffer clinically The depression just grows panically The mood is low, no where to go, The cloud comes down as they drown That’s where they need some help To help them cope Medication one would hope Counselling can do A bit for you Then there’s CBT, light therapy And other treatments out there And talking to someone who will care Patience is the key It’s hard to be the other ones To see them suffer When this ghost train comes!
I used to walk for miles on the cliff side alone Looking at the sea and stepping over adders on the pathways on my own Watching the buzzards above me sailing on the therms It was quintessentially very quiet with not a soul about I wondered what lived in the bushes Could it be the Bodmin beast because he can run and travel far My mind would wonder out there yonder And sometimes fear would come quite near But the beauty of the open air and being there Would replace my fears I’d had for years! This was remarkable and somewhat beautiful But alone I was missing something in my life Humans need other humans to keep them alive And then without looking I found my love He made my life complete!
Silently, silently Go in peace, Feel the beautiful air Upon your face! Walking in a forest of woodland and green, There’s so much beauty to be felt and seen, Such beauty you really can not replace Breathe, breathe in the air and embrace A scene, Where the air is fresh and clean in this beautiful woodland space!
I questioned why criminals aren’t punished And this is what they say, I was told they only have their freedom taken away , For we are not to judge they say We have to respect one another No matter what they’ve done! Will they ever learn To respect us too I haven’t got a clue! But some do!
I worked in a prison as a nurse No it wasn’t really a curse I showed my respect Didn’t ask what they had done We all got on delightfully In fact it really was quite fun!