Poem on the moment

[Dias]

Just be spontaneous and write what you feel in the moment without analysing it. I will try:

I am like this
What that is I don't know
But I just keep on going
Cause the path is the goal

 

[Pats]

Old man, behind those deep wrinkles
Who are you that others love you so
Who is this person
I will never love or know.

Now you're gone
and I don't care
Do you regret
Not being there.

 

[George Newman]

AWAY! dear squirrel
wilt thouest run away
a bird feeder it is
and you haven’t not
wing nor feather one
AWAY! dear squirrel

 

[Bedlamite]

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Jack attempted the candlestick.
With fiery balls and a scorched ass,
Jack fell with a charred crash.

 

[Dias]

I wish I had the eyes to see
The beauty and magic that exist around me
I would shout for joy in a state of bliss
I would dance and jump with tears on my cheek

I ust to do this when I was young
But now I'm old and gray all around
The magic is gone I forgot all about
Depression set in feels like there's no way out

But I'm not a quitter
And I think you'll agree
I will dance for one evening
And set myself free

 

[Tom]

What if
Shower Curtains
hated singing so much
they would kill you

Maybe that's
where the saying
'Its Curtains'
comes from

 

[Fino]

I don't know what to say,
And now I'll probably think of this for the rest the day.
But, hey!
Don't dismay,
I'll be okay!
I was only trying to convey
That I don't know what to say.

 

[Sab]

(Wrote this a few days ago while I was taking a walk)

The problem with joy

When you haven't been used to it
Is that it can be as scary
As any feeling is
When all you know is
The frozen numbness
The heavy too much

You want to keep it
Forever
To the point of
Strangling it
Not letting it breathe
Into being

You may not think you deserve it

You'll take every small opportunity
You finally have
To connect
To help the ones
Who don't want you
Just to feel like you are
More
Than just a body
Before being
A ghost

The problem with joy
Is that it will keep
Calling you
Even when you don't want to
Be seen
Or get out of bed
It will poke at you
When you're nearly out
Of hope
It will make itself known to you
As something you can
Reach for
And grab
Even if only for a minute

 

[SusanLR]

Geese on the green
Today I've seen
Honking at a little white ball,
But, they didn't fly
When it fell from the sky
Right in the middle of them all.

 

[SusanLR]

@Fino:
And by the way
Best of luck,
I'm glad you're back
To being a duck!
(avatar)

 

[Dias]

I like how you guys make me smile
And I like to talk in a way that rymes
I don't even know if the words are right
But that's ok you get my style

 

[Bedlamite]

I thought about this little poem the other day after leaving the library but I have to admit that it isn't mine originally. I remember it from years ago from a TV program here in the US called "The Waltons".

Mary had a little lamb,
His foot was black as soot,
and everywhere that Mary went,
His sooty foot he put!

 

[Daydreamer]

My memories are bittersweet.
Even the pleasant ones are not always a treat.

But looking back on all these days that have gone by, I can clearly see,
That here and now, is where I'm happy to be.

Although the elusive future shrouded with mystery sometimes scares me, I keep marching on.

During the dark days I tell myself that I've survived through worse, and I remember how I used to feel as though I was cursed.

I feared that I might be insane, looking up to the windowpane whilst stood in the rain, my reflection showing a familiar disdain.

But there is some light to this story, a oncoming train in a tunnel of thought that whilst distraught has fought for many years trying to hold back tears. I try to confront my fears.

 

[Gracey]

“Singing in the rain,
I’m singing in the rain,
What a glorious feeling,
I’m happy again”

And wet.

 

[Dias]

Life is a mystery I can not understand
Feelings of wonder just run through my brain
I try so hard to find the meaning of all
But end up feeling like someone who will fall.

There is no answer
to the mysteries of God
He is beyond His creation
Beyond the eyes of us all

And the best part is
to the irritation of all
the only thing we can do
Is seat back an enjoy