Recently, my Dad has been praising the BBC production called The Big Silence. I have not seen it, but my Dad is amazed at the experience silence and solitude can provide. Based on this and my own quiet times I have written a poem about the impetus of solace.
The Impetus of Solace
The impetus of solace,
in a hardened place,
Kneeling alone,
all chances blown,
Begging for mercy,
that you'd find me,
vindicated
abdicated
of all my wrong
the list's so long
So long, old life
to belong, new life
As the impetus of solace
finds me in a place
of renewed grace.
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Monday, 14 November 2011
3WW A start again
Absence for a while,
As I muster the old courage and style,
Wanting to begin to write,
setting out for a tumble dry,
Knocked, tied in a half hitch
Jeered, crying, booed off of the pitch,
Cos I drank and I drank, and I drank some more,
Til I was so dunrk,
I cuold nto ese srithgat,
or slepl, or be on tmie,
or rymhe straight with late,
until I forgot
that I was not
as drunk as I professed,
The problem is,
simply this,
Uni has knocked it from under me,
my roots of writing,
buckled at the knee.
So the rhythm's not perfect,
the rhyming's all out,
but it's a start,
which is what this poem was about.
As I muster the old courage and style,
Wanting to begin to write,
setting out for a tumble dry,
Knocked, tied in a half hitch
Jeered, crying, booed off of the pitch,
Cos I drank and I drank, and I drank some more,
Til I was so dunrk,
I cuold nto ese srithgat,
or slepl, or be on tmie,
or rymhe straight with late,
until I forgot
that I was not
as drunk as I professed,
The problem is,
simply this,
Uni has knocked it from under me,
my roots of writing,
buckled at the knee.
So the rhythm's not perfect,
the rhyming's all out,
but it's a start,
which is what this poem was about.
Lives and Saves
Love
In
Vibrant
Ecstasy
Sure
Amazing
Neverending
Delight
Saturated
Alive
Verified
Exuberant
Saviour
In
Vibrant
Ecstasy
Sure
Amazing
Neverending
Delight
Saturated
Alive
Verified
Exuberant
Saviour
A man
I met this guy called Jesus
A man in the real sense
He understood the pain of life
He carried it, bared it, admitted it
He tried to tell his friends of it
They were having none of it
He begged his Father to let him off the hook
Father wanted all of him
So he drank bitter wine
Nailed the problem
There and then
Embraced the pain of life
Weeping for his beloved friend’s death
Having compassion on the foreigner
Welcoming the outcast
Light in the darkness
A man in the real sense
He understood the pain of life
He carried it, bared it, admitted it
He tried to tell his friends of it
They were having none of it
He begged his Father to let him off the hook
Father wanted all of him
So he drank bitter wine
Nailed the problem
There and then
Embraced the pain of life
Weeping for his beloved friend’s death
Having compassion on the foreigner
Welcoming the outcast
Light in the darkness
Monday, 7 November 2011
Angels cry ever softly
Angels cry ever softly
Hearing footsteps fall
Coming ever nearer
Learner driver stalls
Open out the back
The wheel spins round again
The clock ticks good bye
See her there and then
Rom com on the tele
Reminds me of my fate
Friends fall all around me
Ashes in the grate
Open book words shout
Lost in the fog of doubt
Hope is slipping away
Soon to run out
The stars still shine tomorrow
Today is still the same
If only I were celebrity
But then who’d see the shame?
Out of here, Out of there
Treacle walk on still
Remind me of my strength
Let me have my fill
Walk beside me there
Light the way to here
Hold me to your side
Help me lose my fear
Angels cry ever softly
Hearing footsteps fall
Coming ever nearer
Learner driver stalls
Hearing footsteps fall
Coming ever nearer
Learner driver stalls
Open out the back
The wheel spins round again
The clock ticks good bye
See her there and then
Rom com on the tele
Reminds me of my fate
Friends fall all around me
Ashes in the grate
Open book words shout
Lost in the fog of doubt
Hope is slipping away
Soon to run out
The stars still shine tomorrow
Today is still the same
If only I were celebrity
But then who’d see the shame?
Out of here, Out of there
Treacle walk on still
Remind me of my strength
Let me have my fill
Walk beside me there
Light the way to here
Hold me to your side
Help me lose my fear
Angels cry ever softly
Hearing footsteps fall
Coming ever nearer
Learner driver stalls
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