A long time ago I began writing poems, lyrics , whatever they are seen as. Mostly they were were at times of extreme emotion, be that utter despair, loss, confusion or unexpected new found happiness. I confess i´ve found it to hard to write in the last 10 years either due to time, or even more happily, due to contentment, and the need not being there. With things as they are now , some words came to me whilst in the garden and i felt the need, for the first time in nearly 20 years to pick up my poetry book and write something. I´ve never done a blog before so this is all a bit new. but here goes with todays´ offering. After this Ill prob start to type out what I´ve written before over the years. I feel this one needs more adding, but here goes..
It seems our whole world has been up-ended
Can we start again, and thrive?
While our own lives have been suspended.
It´s just a hope that we´ll survive
Feeling helpless, and so kept inside
While the moons still spins overhead
Inside I want to scream aloud
We can´t give up, whilst we´re not dead.
They say all things pass,
and all things change.
Just let us get by,
just let us adjust...and rearrange.
Seeing faces, with their smiles so masked
and only eyes with fear,
turns a daily trip of normality,
into a thing that draws a tear
Coming down, into this reality has been the hardest thing to bear
Can only hope this world can learn, and of each others learn to take care.
They say all things pass,
and all things change.
Just let us get by,
just let us adjust...and rearrange.
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