"swinden" poems
A city to be proud of are nick name is Scousers
Do you remember The Beatles in flared trousers
The Soccer and songs of “You Never Walk Alone”
So many songs include “In My Liverpool home”
Two great Cathedrals that light up in the night
And John Lennon airport where you catch a flight
With two big soccer clubs there is intense rivalry
But when it’s all over there is plenty of camaraderie
It’s a city of culture with museums and History
It’s my Liverpool home, where i'm proud to be
David Swinden © 6/1/2017
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
I will hold your hand till the end of the road
The beginning of the end, part of growing old
At night I can close my eyes and sleep in peace
Your soul has taken flight been released
I can hold my head up with tears in my eyes
Stood by you till the end and said goodbye
In my darkest times you gave me light
Through thick and thin and all my plight’s
When it was cold you shined like the sun
When I was down you where a special mum
Yesterday at the end of the road we did part
I said goodbye alone with my broken heart
In future times we will meet at heavens gates
Until then time will pass till I reach my fate
We will find a new road we can tread together
It’s heavens place but this one lasts forever
Fictional for now. My Mother has Alzheimer's.
David Swinden© 22/6/2016
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 8:22 AM UTC
It’s my world through my minds eyes
Don’t assume anything about me or tell lies
It’s my life to decide the things that I choose
Don’t judge my life, try walking in my shoes
You haven’t lived my life, known the pain I feel
Walked the same journey, seen my life for real
Known my pain of loss, sometimes in life you lose
Don’t judge my life, try walking in my shoes
Try Walking in my shoes
David Swinden © 24/7/2016
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC
Her room is now empty, no longer here
The mother I love and hold so dear
She has moved out, into private care home
In this big empty house I now live alone
In her vacant bedroom there is a Jewelry box
On the table are her old winter socks
I open the box and take a peek inside
Trinkets and bracelets fill me with pride
Inside the box I find letters from her past
From dad saying our love will always last
Written in the 1940s he spent many years at sea
He fought for his country in the Merchant navy
So personal she kept them all these years
Her whole life in this box brings me near to tears
Her memories may be gone in Dementia she is lost
I will forever treasure her life in this Jewelry box
David Swinden © 13/2/2017
I love you Mum forever
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC
You are always with me wherever I go
In winter time the cold winter snow
Spring time flowers in a gentle breeze
You are with me forever and never leave
The summer is warm the grass green
Your the beauty of nature always with me
Autumn brings beautiful colored leaves
As nature slowly falls gently to sleep
You are my true love and you always will be
Natures true beauty you are always with me
David Swinden © 7/4/2017
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 4:41 PM UTC
What I see in you from the years gone by
The good times and bad, tears in the eyes
The early years where hard in old school days
You changed like the wind in many different ways
Through all the times we had many ups and downs
Sometimes a heart of gold and others acting the clown
As time past us by we endured many hard times
You with your break ups and my health in decline
But still to this day are friendship remains
Through bad times we withstood the strains
I sincerely feel it will stay solid to the core
It’s what I see in you, here is to many years more
Dedicated to Graham Barry Morgan
David Swinden© 20/2/2016
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
As I watched you slip away
I hoped we would meet again
Through all the pouring rain
There was a ***** of light
And you where shining bright
I held you in my arms once again
And I hoped this love would remain
The love I so truly cherished
Spoke of which such merit
Cradled and whispered I love you
To you I gave my heart so true
I dreamed of all the times we shared
And my heart I gave to you and bared
I wanted it to last forever this time
And together we would always remain
Then one day you left me all alone
Freezing cold like winter to the bone
As I watched you slip away
Emotional turmoil once again
Again……
David Swinden 23/1/2018
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 6:03 AM UTC
Take two brothers of Betrayal
Add them to the cooking ***
Put in some memories of mother
While they sit and watch her rot
Don’t forget her dementia
Your younger brother has to cope
Ignore his pleas for help
Just act like a couple of dopes
Add some tears of sadness
It's the only liquid to use
Youngest brother begins to break
So pour in a dose of blues
Put some salt in the ***
In wounds it makes it hurt
As I do everything for her
I will add my ****** shirt
Stir in all the ingredients
Now add a pinch of madness
Now let it simmer for six years
That's the recipe of sadness
David Swinden© 26/6/2016
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
I would often sit and wonder
In deep thinking I would ponder
Life is just like the weather
Sunshine and sometimes thunder
It has many changing ways for all
In the springtime and the fall
We live each seasons sun filled sky
But like the seasons some things die
Although I often wondered why
I find peace with the stars in the sky
But for now I stay true by your side
With loyalty, my heart fills with pride
I reflect on the days good and bad
And all the times I was down and sad
We had many good times spent together
As Mother and Son these times last forever
It’s life’s train ride, emotional roller coaster
We stand and sometimes we will falter
But now much more darker times have arrived
In my heart I wonder, how long will we survive
It’s to painful too contemplate further in a verse
In the present I will raise a wall to hide the hurt
For now I still carry on until it really is to much
And my verse will be penned in my blood
Yes I will carry on, that's a real sons true love
David Swinden © 16/11/2016
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 10:24 AM UTC
If I could imagine my most perfect place
A scenic garden with the sun on my face
Just in the corner stands a willow tree
Beneath shaded branches writing my poetry
Flowers are plentiful roses and Yarrow
With songs of nature Blackbirds and Sparrows
A beautiful cottage painted white
With all of the rooms filled with daylight
In all of my thoughts it’s the place to be
Where I can immerse myself in poetry
David Swinden © 13/7/2016
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
My life has faced some hard times indeed
An emotional roller coaster made my heart bleed
When darkness arrives on my final day
It’s “goodbye dear world” last words I say
My final journey is to heavens gates
My road ahead is all our fates
The day arrives light shines from above
God is waiting to share all his love
Past friends and family are waiting for me
Many tears where shed when I was lost at sea
In heavens world all pain is banished
My past loved ones whom had vanished
They wait for me with tears in there eyes
It’s a different world full of surprise
It’s a world of beauty to have and to hold
Where every second is precious as gold
I look over my shoulder at dear mother earth
I shed a tear for loved ones still down there
One day you will share the same journey as me
When it arrives together we will be
It’s a place of beauty love is everywhere
We speak of memories the good times we shared
On the final time that you sleep in your bed
It’s the final journey “it’s your road ahead”
David Swinden© 19/2/2016
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 4:11 AM UTC
Be happy in life nothing is perfect
Enjoy the world it really is worth it
Many barriers faced make you sigh
Sometimes you smile when you want to cry
The journey you face is your little world
So open your heart be it a boy or a girl
You will have days filled with heavenly bliss
The embrace of a lover with the sweetest kiss
Days with the loss of family or a close friend
Your heart breaks in two and you wish for the end
It’s life’s journey with many twist and turns
Sometimes you will find your fingers get burnt
It’s just everyday life with it’s ups and downs
Some days you swim others you will drown
Just be happy in life nothing is perfect
Enjoy the world it really is worth it
David Swinden©27/5/2016
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 10:43 AM UTC
Changing places finally bursts my bubble
My childhood school has now turned to rubble
Memories where good in the 70's at Birchfield School
Learning to swim in the down stairs pool
Free milk during the morning break times
Mr Blackmore plays songs of rosemary and thyme
At Christmas the hall would fill for the pantomime play
The school has gone now but the memories never go away
But now on Facebook friends share memories old and new
Those childhood days so precious to us all in Liverpool
David Swinden© 20/10/2016
A little poem about my childhood days at Birchfield School
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 4:59 AM UTC
She listened to the Saturday afternoon rain
Dreading her broken heart would remain
Her love was cast into the darkest of nights
Like a flower starved of nourishment with no light
The pain was true you could see it in her eyes
Trying to hide emotions her face couldn't disguise
Into her life walked a man with a different personality
Wanting to show her how true love should be
But she needed sometime she was scared it would be the same
Dreading her past emotional turmoil, herself she blamed
But his hands soothed her bringing her peace and serenity
And slowly with time, maybe true love she could see
She remembers her previous partner beat her with his fists
Now a real lover soothes her with the tenderest kiss
And all the scars and tears her previous had left behind
Now immersed in true love she thought she would never find
And after all the cheating and lies her previous partner would do
Now all she hears are words of undying love “I will always love you”
She needed his love and he cared honestly and sincerely
He could see the pain in her eyes and that she suffered deeply
He only wanted true love and to heal the pain she felt
And that eventually in his arms her heart would finally melt
He would wait forever healing the scars that remain
Together lovingly watching the Saturday afternoon rain
Happy endings do happen.
This was my first post on Hello poetry when I joined up here.
24/11/14 David Swinden
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
When you go to bed at night
And slowly fall asleep
Reflecting on the days turmoil
All the pain and grief
You sometimes wonder how
This life could do you harm
It’s the way the cards are dealt
When all you want is calm
Some days are better than others
But it always seems to rain
And you always carry on
In this life you still remain
You stay loyal to all
And you often wonder why
There are no smiles on earth
You could find peace in the sky
David Swinden © 3/9/2016
Finally after six weeks with writers block a new poem!!!! please don't leave me again poetry
Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 10:15 AM UTC
My heart is broken and it will remain the same
I will never recover through all the wind and rain
Darker times are here forever till my last breath
The tears I cry will bleed until my own death
The place called home is like a graveyard
It will always be your home, it tears me apart
Everywhere and everything is a part of us as two
I close my eyes and empty mind, but I still see you
You never leave me I want the pain to stay forever
It would never feel right anyhow now we're not together
Do not think you were not loved, just see the tears I cry
You know when you're in heaven, I will mourn for you till I die
David Swinden © 29/4/2017
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 3:23 PM UTC
Forgive me some days are better than others
I have a problem with less supportive brothers
They do very little and live in there own bubble
Can never be found with the first sign of trouble
Only complaining about monthly financial figures
Interested only in mothers passing, what will it deliver?
Truly pathetic as this is supposed to be about family
Yet others look in and see how dreadful they can be
David Swinden © 11/12/2016
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC
Nothing is hidden it's all there to see
Every living breathing fragment of “me”
I can't hide my feelings they show for all
It's who I am from standing to fall
My heart is made of glass and on display
I hope my words will heal “me” someday
It's a dark sided show for all that read
Writing verses as my glass heart bleeds
Poetic darkness as you watch “me” fall apart
It could only be “me” with my glass heart
David Swinden 25/12/2014 ©
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 9:41 AM UTC
I knew how bad you where feeling
With your heart so full of pain
The tears filled up in your eyes
Till they flowed like heavy rain
I gripped you tight in my arms
To share your pain so bad
I wish that I could do much more
Now the two of us are sad
But I will never let go
I'm the type that always stays
For I'm not the type of man
That will turn and walk away
I will never leave you in darker days
Just when you need a friend
For when you need me by your side
I will stay until the end
2005 David Swinden©
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
I’m still here even though I’m no longer by your side
Living in the care home, you never leave my mind
This house is empty but your chair is still in place
Every time I close my eyes I forever see your face
Your bedroom is cold the wardrobes are now bare
You may not be here but I will always love and care
If I had one wish I would forever bring you home
I feel the guilt without you here living on my own
The days that pass by some are good others bad
I look through pictures old they make me feel so sad
Your health became to much you could not stay with me
And it breaks my heart so I pour my feelings into Poetry
Tomorrow is Mothers Day, I will bring you some cheer
Please don’t think that I have gone, for I’m still here
David Swinden © 25/3/2017
Hope you are all having a lovely weekend take care :-))))
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
In the cycle of life a new born will breath
And depend on it's parents for all it's needs
A precious child will learn to speak and spell
And build friendships at school that eventually gel
One day they will grow into a young man or girl
Learn to live independently free in this world
Build loving relationships and have their own child
And some will split up and others reconciled
And as years pass by we slowly grow older
The cold winter nights will seem even colder
In this cycle of life we all live and breath
And our day will come when it's time to leave
2005 David Swinden©
Wish I could write something new just not happening for now.
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC
You should never love a poet
Where complicated creatures
Forever changing personalities
With many different features
You should never love a poet
We have darkness and devotion
Sometimes difficult to read
With forever changing emotions
You should never love a poet
They can write a lovely verse
But like the wind they can change
With verses full of hurt
You should never love a poet
Just read these words from me
Everything in life is second best
Our first love is writing poetry
David Swinden © 3/9/2016
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
I wait for you on a cold winters night
My breath visible in the stillness
But patiently I wait for your warmth
Your smile... Your touch... I want...
Each piece a part of a special puzzle
That enraptures and fills me with delight
In the shadows I see you approach
I want to rush over to you and embrace
But this one single moment I wont encroach
My heart begins to race my breath more visible
To hold you in my arms this moment unlivable
I wait.... You smile.... as you draw closer.....
I cherish this special moment within my reach
Sapphire eyes and crimson lips in moonlight
I trace my fingers down your face.... so beautiful
My body shakes with just one touch.... precious delight
Savoured.... Cherished.... special moments adorned
Before the kiss on your crimson lips a new love is born
David Swinden©
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 6:17 AM UTC
Memories never fade since the day you past away
Ashes scattered amongst spring flowers that sway
It was your favourite place you spent time in summer
With dad now the two of you are together dearest Mother
In those beautiful Ornamental gardens ice cream in hand
Behind the trees you hear faint music from the bandstand
Birds singing all day and squirrels forage amongst the grounds
A symphony of natures beauty brings peace to those around
Now the two of you are together again I have nothing left to do
The only memory I have left is a photograph of you
Fictional for now. My mother has Alzheimer's.
David Swinden© 23/2/2016
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC
There is a storm within my soul
And it never seems to cease
The thoughts I can’t control
I never find my peace
Endless torrents of rain
Tidal waves of emotion
A prisoner in dark refrain
Emptiness without devotion
The darkest clouds that gather
Brings tears that will flow
It’s my only kind of weather
The thoughts nobody knows
I listen to stormy seas
Nobody can hear my voice
It brings my life to it’s knees
This life was not my choice
When your soul begins to break
And you breath a final sigh
It’s your life’s final fate
And it's time to say goodbye…..
David Swinden©24/5/2016
Spare a thought for people
with depression who live in
silence and invisible to those around.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 6:08 AM UTC