Unprecedented, BUT "if you have, find, receive and CAN", then "flaunt it" the old saying goes…… SO I AM !!!!
I have just received another of a flurry of kind, wonderful and amazing comments on my poetry….
THUS, and thanks, S P, L R, G G, D M, T F, E W, M F, H P and many, many more who have described my poems as "psychological, socially deep and descriptive & shining lights on places we have to keep in the dark" etc… I WILL "name names" one day!
THUS I have just recognised a theme (from themes) of my recent work… First my "acclaimed" and nationally recognised in British finals, poem that was subsequently published by Forward Poetry called "Moment in Time", an enigmatic piece written for a dear and close family member who suffered a tragic and unexpected loss…
Moment in Time
The world spins on its axis
Night darkens the light of day,
Summer follows winter and spring
Our times were made that way.
Yet we go on in our existence
Even if we want to or not,
For however much we fight it
We mostly have the life we’ve got.
For as we continue on our road,
Days will come that bring our turn.
To have some suffering to bear,
From which we need to learn.
For as our loved ones die on us
Others will come as we see them go.
Replaced by babes newly born,
In natures continuous flow.
So enjoy what you have now
For as long as you possibly can,
Because there is no certainty
Of the time scale given to man.
Waiting for exactly the right time
To do all that you want to do,
May catch you out very badly
And be totally denied to you.
Thus best appreciate it all now
Even if the truth hurts and numbs,
For however hard to accept it
Sometimes tomorrow never comes.
Listen to the Flowers
There are so many people now
That won’t stop to hear the flowers,
As they always rush to meetings
Or stare at a screen for hours.
Hoping to get fantastic reviews
And many more than all the rest,
Equally seeking the top ratings
Whilst yearning to be the best.
For the flowers and natures beauty
Like the birds and spreading trees,
Are still wasted on these drones
That simple things don’t please.
.
As they look over their shoulders
Or battle hard to constantly reach
Peaks and heights others haven’t,
As the blossoming flowers teach
Simple lessons that will arrive,
The more pressures that you stack
Upon your blind indifference,
Before you have a heart attack.
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And the next then, also from my new book is called simply, but ISN’T, "Pyramid"……………
Pyramid
A pyramid is an ancient wonder
Of architectural progressions,
As a protective tomb for Pharaohs
When buried with their possessions,
To accompany them up to heaven
And so grace them in the after lives.
Sometimes including many slaves
Still alive, just like their wives!
Thus these ancient rulers and kings
Would have riches in a next world too,
Well that was the theory they had
But alas it was so rarely true.
For the cunning human mind
Has very few boundaries or ends,
So many of these lauded kings
Were betrayed by so-called friends.
Who ensured a secret passage or two
That would allow removal of wealth.
So after the deaths assured inside,
These valuables are taken by stealth.
Which I think gives a great example
Of man’s vulnerability to sin,
And reminds us that at life’s end,
We only leave with what we brought in.
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SO that is it then really, simple and oh so easy lessons that perhaps are not learned, well until it is too late on many instances I guess, but now you cannot say that you are "unaware" if you have read this………………………………………..
"Psychological statements of social intercourse shining a light on what perhaps is hidden then?" Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Cheers, Laurie
Wonderful words, you continue to surprise me with your poems Laurie
Well thanks very much, and I must admit that when reading my poems again I’m often surprised too…….. BUT long may it roll on!!!!!