The poetry corner - post your poems in here

[Chris_B]

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. 

[Andy_B]

I cried one night and no one heard the tender sound of pain, well formed tears trickling from my face like perfect drops of rain

one then two, three and more would appear, soon to form a puddle with a reflection of fear

a child’s face with cherub cheeks and innocent blue eyes, a toothless grin free from sin unable to deny

outstretched arms and little hands clasping at open air, where did you go ? you are not here, accompanied only by despair

tired and sad you lay and wait wondering out loud, you stare into the big blue sky ... are you hiding in a cloud ?

up you get and wander off still whimpering away, surly tomorrow, yes definitely tomorrow, tomorrow will be your day !!!

[pl515p1]

I wrote this two nights before my father's funeral, the celebrant actually read it aloud during the service, it felt strange, hearing it in another's voice.

There

You were there, when my feet first hit the ground.
You were there, to hear me, when I made my first sound.
You were there, to carry me high up above.
You were there, whenever I needed your love.
You were there, when a car almost ended my life.
You were there, when my arm broke, and caused so much strife.
You were there, when I had confusion and doubt.
You were there, to show me, what life’s all about.
You were there, when I fell, and I lost my bearing.
You were there. by my side, ever caring.
You were there. to protect me from all that is bad.
You were there. for me, as a friend, and a dad.
I am here, all alone, without you right now.
I am here, asking myself... Why? how?
I am here, looking for you, I hope you can see.
I am here, dad, please, can you hear me?
I am here, you are too, we are both still bound.
I am here, some day soon, you will be found.
I am here, you are here, we are forever as one.
I am here, when I’m there, we’ll reunite as father and son.

[Not_Batman]

PL515P1...that struck a nerve as i lost my father when i was 9, and am still searching. A beautiful and heartfelt tribute. Thank you!

there was a man from australia

who thought of himself as a failure

When things were a test

he put in his best

now he’s flourishing the muse of Thalia

Not_Batman

[pl515p1]

Thanks Not_Batman, I'm sorry for your loss, I hope the day you and your father meet again is everything you hope for, I know when I see dad again it will be bigger than the creation of the universe.

I had another dream about dad tonight, woke up and wrote this about 15 minutes ago.

I miss you, I miss you
I cry out your name
I need you, I need you
My world is not the same
I see you, I see you
I remember your smile
I hear you, I hear you
It has been a while

You see me, you see me
You hear me, you hear
You catch me, you catch me
Your hand draws me near
You guide me, you guide me
Your voice echoes so clear
You hold me, you hold me
Then you disappear.

[pl515p1]

Double post, but I just wrote another trying to go to sleep. Sums up my life these past few weeks.

I woke up as normal, a new day has come
Your door was closed, it felt so glum
I knocked, I yelled, many times your name was said
I entered unsure, only to find you in bed

There you were, much too still
Same as your plant, on the window sill.
The door squeaked when I entered your room
I sealed it shut, to avoid the gloom

They took you away, away from me
They took me first, so I couldn't see
When I came home, it no longer was
When the key entered the lock, I took a pause

I shut myself off from the world
I sat in the corner, and cried as I curled
I can't look back towards that scene
I still have your things, I cannot clean

The hours go by so slowly now
Each day I ponder, why, what, how?
Searching for purpose to pass the time
A few more moments banished, writing this rhyme.

[Katyonthehamsterwheel]

So sorry for your loss. I hope getting your words out helps a little at least x

[Katyonthehamsterwheel]

Today doesn't feel good, my thoughts are just trouble

I try to be ok, but up and up they bubble

I hate me, and every single thing I do

But why when I hate me, do I think about you?

[pl515p1]

I had written this a few days ago, in a thank you card to someone who has helped me, I suppose the words reached her as she cried, ironic, as I wished to bring her joy.

Reading it back now, I begin to wonder, if these words were also to my father, or even, to the inner me.


Surrounded by darkness,
in shines a light.
It breaks the gloom,
out goes the night.

Enveloped by kindness,
the end was in sight.
A hand for support,
strength for the fight.

Loss is so hard,
I don't know what to do,
Time is so long,
I try to get through.

Ahead is uncertain,
but this much is true.
I would have fallen,
If it were not for you.

[pl515p1]

I was wandering, around my mind.
I was wondering, why is life so unkind?
I was walking, no place to go.
I was falling, it felt so slow.

I am breathing, my heart makes a sound.
I am beating myself to the ground.
I am crawling, is it too late?
I am running, towards my fate.

[NobleAlarc32]

Step... step... step...

The sensation of each foot in turn, as rubber sole makes contact with hard pavement, the slight pressure of gravity’s influence as it pulls my extremities back to earth. I look up.

Another dragonfly...

The pinch of the corners of my mouth as they stretch far from one another, as though charged with opposite polarities. A paradox, as this expression is anything but negative. I watch as the streak of iridescent teal flits ahead, free from gravity’s pull.

Step... step... step...

I look up at the vivid azure sky, the fluffy billows of microscopic water molecules aloft, high above. The shapes that take form translate into images in my mind, so clear, so detailed... so easy to integrate into the creative vision that’s been gradually building in my mind since academia.

This is eerily similar to an accurate depiction of-

Startled by a sudden movement along my path, with the same pinch now happening from cheek to cheek.

A butterfly...

Watching as it flaps along erratically on scaly, bright orange wings, adrift through a gentle breeze that blows across my now-pink face, soothing, cooling... a reassuring respite - nay, succour - from the near-invisible ultraviolet rays pelting my once-alabaster dermis.

I really need to find the ideal sunscreen at some point... step... step... step...

I leave my mind to fill in the details of what I’m experiencing at present. Truly, there is no muse that compares to Nature herself...

Well... except, perhaps, Hope... Life... Time... step... step... oh!

Inspiration! I stop momentarily. No point in walking whilst trying to take notes? Prudence is a value, after all. There... done. Now onward!

This is indeed a good day...