The poetry corner - post your poems in here

Chris_B
Community Manager (Retired)

Hi everyone,

This is a thread for sharing your creative works. 

Please bear in mind our community rules before submitting your work.  

This thread is located in the BB Social Zone, so the primary purpose here is entertainment.

We will not publish poems containing dark or disturbing content, including themes of suicide, self-harm, death, dying, abuse or other forms of trauma.

Thanks for your understanding. 

 

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Silenus
Community Member

Elemental Opposites

I am fired by the air and grounded by the ocean,
Caught between that moment of standing still and motion,
Burnt by the flow of icy magma in my veins,
Holding on to my breath as I navigate my pains.

My moods soar free up in the air, riding a rising thermal,
Quicksilver, changing, and the colour of purest vermeil,
Lusty thoughts a-bubbling, with infinity in my eye,
Don’t get too close to me, for fear that you might fry.

At any time a crashing wave can breach the earthen wall,
And oxygen is no defence for fire’s inevitable fall,
Dull thoughts now are struggling, reaching ever lower,
Where once my heart was racing, now it beats much slower.

Elemental opposites, contained within my mind,
Bipolar rhythms to which I am resigned,
I embrace the air and fire for the soaring that they give,
I embrace the earth and water for helping me to live.

Dear Carol ( Lost girl)

I just read your poem that you posted on the 3rd of March. And streams of tears rolled down my cheeks. Thank you so much for sharing your heart so openly, and blessing me today.

A massive hug to you

Shelley xx

 

a lighthearted one

PINKY PIG

Pinky pig was all alone

she didn't understand

she had the straightest tail

in all of piggy land

Then one day another piggy

fell into the mud such stick

no one could help this little piggy

except Pinky Pink

So Pinky pointed her straight tail

towards the pig so brave

the little pig held on so fast

and soon she was saved

Pinky pig was a hero

because she was different from the rest

she was an individual

and she always tried her best....

   Tony WK

 

Loved your Pinky Pig poem Tony. 

 

Rainbowpython03
Blue Voices Member

My Black Dog

I never went out to get a dog that day but came home with one all the same,

I guess I must have feed it because it choose to stay, my mistake was to assume it was tame.

I had never owned a black dog before and at first misunderstood it,

and every time we walked together it would pull me to places I new I shouldn't.

It was a free spirit and sometimes I wouldn't see it for weeks,

At other times it would be there whichever direction I seeked.

With time and support from caring people I came to understand,

That no matter how free I felt, that black dog would always be around.

Now when we walk he is by my side and I take the direction I want to go,

If he expects to be my companion he better be as patient as I was long ago.

Dear Shelley,

Thanks so much for taking the time to read it. You are a treasure xxx

 

And so it is, my world is changed, my heart laid bare, for all to see.

I pen silent words at night and strangers, keep me company.

We share a bond of circumstance, a heartfelt plea for hope.

A common understanding, a need for how to cope.

And in my blanketed darkness, and through my sheets of tears.

These strangers hold my heart and hand, and alleviate my fears.

And though all is quiet and still, and night has marked the end of day.

These strangers words will ease my mind, and help me find my way.

And how could I repay them now? I do not think I could.

For their hearts are made of gold you see and mine feels made of wood.

But if I could speak to them, know what I would say is true.

"You started out a stranger but I found a true friend in you".

With love,

Lost Girl xx

 

 

 

 

 

Carol, thats beautiful .....................    ( - :

Sherie xx

Very nice Lost Girl.

 

FLY WITH ME

We have wings, yet we cannot fly

We have eyes but we cannot cry

We have care but few are there

They disappear we are well aware

We know the night well those endless nights

The silence of the dark and the busy mossie bites

Some of us can walk then begin to run

We succeed when other don’t, running into the sun

To shed our skin of her and him

To reveal our wings and our body slim

We find a slope and run and sing

Open our arms to reveal our wings

Come fly with me it isn’t easy but you will see

Wait for your mind to mend and come fly with me….

 

Tony WK

 

You glance around the house, 

I see that look upon your face.

Nothing's changed since you left.

You hide from me, your disgrace.

 

But I know it's there, you can't fool me.

Don't you know, this is not how I want to be.

It's not a choice, I'm failing you.

I sit, and think of things to do.

 

I know the sunshine, could help me.

I know a walk could help me sleep tonight.

I know I could try, a little each day.

But inside I know, that you're not right.

 

I can't just do these things you want.

I can't just make myself heal.

I can't move from this chair today.

Not even to make myself a meal.

 

I know you find it frustrating.

I wish I could be my old self again too.

I want to see you looking at me,

The way you always used to do.

 

But today I am rejoicing.

Today I give myself a cheer.

For I moved from our bedroom,

And found my way to sitting here.

 

And I looked up some information,

On what is happening to me.

And I posted on a forum,

For all the world to see.

 

And today I met another,

A person just the same.

She shared her thoughts and feelings.

No, I do not know her name.

 

Just for a brief moment,

As I sat here in my chair.

I felt that someone understood.

I felt someone was there.

 

And I feel that I can get through this,

With people by my side.

A safe and supportive group of friends.

I no longer have to hide.