Showing posts with label care. Show all posts
Showing posts with label care. Show all posts

Saturday, October 26, 2019

Day 26 - What has been Unspoken


Day 26 of this OctPoWriMo challenge


26th Oct 2019






Exploring poetry in all its forms.


What has been Unspoken

A look will do, the shape of the smile,
Honest, inviting or squiring and vile.
A touch too, no need for words
Fingers talking, softness or swords.

The body arching closer or apart
Can say so much right from the start.
The reaching out of a hand to care
Tells more than an essay would ever dare.

The chill distance kept on coming home
Leads  a loved one to have a moan
In silence, for daring to voice the  fear
Brings the end closer, makes it more clear.

So be careful to communicate what you mean
Because the unspoken will always be seen





Monday, October 21, 2019

Day 21 - Screaming Into The Wind



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21st Oct 2019


Cold, grey miserable day .
I have come late to write my offering for the challenge.
But I have come.
So:
Day 21 - Going with the Prompt


Exploring poetry in all its forms.


Screaming Into The Wind

Little by little ,inside my head,
It grows,
Becomes the heaviest of weights,
To bear.
I try to hide it, abide it, so
nobody knows
How much it is harming, as if
They care.

One day, when almost ready
To burst,
I take myself down to the sea,
Alone
And there, as if slaking a
mighty thirst
I scream into the wind the
Biggest moan.

I scream into the salty wind,
And pray,
That I can keep going for just
Another day















Tuesday, May 10, 2016

The Best Gift

The Best Gift
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I asked for the gift of love,
And it was delivered
In a large box.
I opened it slowly, with care
And found
Many packages within,
Each one making up the whole
Gift.
They were a surprise.
There was joy -
To share with those who are sad;
There was kindness -
To give to all who hurt;
There was mercy -
To offer to the ones who hurt me;
There was patience -
For those who I find difficult;
And I kept opening the packages....
Opening ...
The many parts of love...