Tuesday, 28 February 2017

Poetry 14

Sitting in a cafe as the world rushes by, holding a moment, a feeling.
I try to keep still, to contain, the sadness, the joy, a yearning to dance, to implode, to destroy.
I cannot move, for fear, for remorse, of what will become if I open the doors.
There's more to me than meets the eye, yet I dare not aim to reach the sky.
There's a need to be free, to seek for more, to connect within, to get to pour
Myself into this life, to take what's mine, to shine my light.
I shall not die before I've lived. I know it now, it is my right.

- Louise

Poetry 13

There's a moment in time
That I catch to a beat
When my soul takes a dive
And falls into my feet.
The rhythm takes over
My body, my mind.
Taking me elsewhere
A space undefined.
Unable to stop
It makes me complete
Want to dance till I drop
Sated, replete.

- Louise

Poetry 12

Can you see what is missing if I hold it to the light.
Can you tell that there's something not quite right.
Do you feel cold drafts sweeping through your home.
Do you know that you're sitting in your comfort zone.

Can you see how the cracks are beginning to show.
Can you tell that the children are wanting to know.
Do you feel any warmth living in this joint.
Do you know that she's reaching breaking point.

Can you see now the signs that something was wrong.
Can you tell that two people were in pain for so long.
Do you feel any better, now you're with someone new.
Do you know that to heal, it must start with you.

- Louise

Monday, 27 February 2017

Poetry 11

Sit still, wander not.
Don't think. Stay stopped.
Wait awhile. Pause. Breathe.
Take the chance. You can't leave.

Hold her tight, feel the love.
Let her know, she's enough.
Tell her how much you care.
Touch her skin, stroke her hair.

A new life, born today.
Don't take your love away.
She needs you now, not tomorrow.
No more pain, no more sorrow.

She'll teach you well
She knows the score
She wants your love
Nothing more.





Poetry 10

Sit with me and see my soul,
Let the silence move, unroll.
Feel it deep and curl within,
Gently stretch, turn and spin.
Lift its head and look at you,
Past your skin, cutting through.
Hold it tight, in you I trust,
See the light, begin we must.







Sunday, 26 February 2017

Poetry 9

Waiting in the dark
Ready to break free
Lying still and silently
Deep inside of me.

Poetry 8

Do you know how to love me
Do you know what that means
You become part of my hopes
Core to my dreams.

We jumped into together
Both feet first
It didn't work out
You came off worst.

We broke into pieces
Disappeared into crumbs
Fumbled away
All fingers and thumbs.

I pulled the plug
It was all I could do
I'd given it everything
If only you knew.