Essence Duplete. Day24

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Words can not be unsaid

Lost the plot, my heart dead.

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A dark reflection I

Life’s stark, away hopes fly.

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Day 24 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

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Essence Day 11

Missed so now you are gone

Voice low, memories throng.

Thoughts at the end of the year.

Thoughts  at  the  end  of  the  Year. When it is  dark  damp  an cold.

It’s  not  a bad  life, it’s just not  the  life I  wanted.

Life  is  not a  bowl of  cherries  they  say, but  I would  be happy with pears

Stalked  by  stress and  worry, by  dark  clouds  haunted

Always  trying  to  be  the mediator  
Even  when no one else  cares.
 
Well   eventually  you  awake  to  the fact  that  you  are  nothing
You  have  lost  what  you  were, it is  easier  to just  give in

The  path less  travelled  becomes  a forgotten  thing.

Follow the  piper as his  melody  you  sing.

 So, as  like  the  day  this  year is  comes  to  an  end

Stillness creeps in  to  immortal my  soul

Like  the  Willow  bow  and  bend

I  shall move  on , I  shall survive  my  friend.

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Darkness falls.

Darkness falls

Deep dark, the dogs back

I am drowning no hope left

So empty  depressed.

Hopelessness just engulfs me

Where is the light,where is hope.

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Colleen’sWeekly# Poetry Challenge Past and Future.

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 35 – PAST & FUTURE 

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Lives cut short too soon

Blood and tears under the moon

No future just past.

Like Hamlin of old

The children are gone all lost

For them no future.

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Their future is lost

The past will soon all be lost

Young ones what a cost.

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What time are we going home.

What time are we having tea

A question now often asked of me

Are going out shopping  today

We’ve already been,what can I say.

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How long do I cook the beans 

What’s the time, more and more

I know that you are still in there

Slipping away slowly, it’s not fair.

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There is sometimes a light in your eye

Are you remembering days gone by

It so strange you still look the same.

Slipping away, life’s a cruel game.

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What time are we going home

You can stay I shall go alone.

Stay and have cup of tea with me

There’s​ nowhere to go, we’re home you see.

Why.

Why can it not be taken back

Erased lost removed,back tracked.

Why is it hanging still above my head

Stripping my soul, left unloved unfed.

Why can’t things be unwritten,unsaid

Screaming & kicking inside my head.

Too late it can’t be fixed

Too much pain thrown in the mix.

Soldiers Fade Away

We sent them off to war,

these bright young men

We had no knowledge of what they saw,

They were  bright young men  no more .

 

Yes they were brave and they were whole

Those that survived had all lost their soul.

Many died, they were the lucky ones , death to them was kind.

Those who returned were faded in body and mind.

 

Their loved ones at first relieved

Soon found they had much cause to grieve.

Though there in body broken, they were not home in their mind

Whether whole in body or not they had left their minds behind.

 

They went out whole, these bright young things

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They went full of pride for God and Kings

They ran head long into hell

Yet on return they could not relinquish it’s  bad spell.

 

So we had a nation of half men ghosts

Whimpering fearful their heads still have them at their posts.

The trenches and the blasts of bombs, the smell of death

Clung to them and bled them dry, the whole in body, the blind, the amputee it was as if the battle, they never left

 

We sent them off to war,

These bright young men

We had no knowledge of what they saw,

They were bright young men no more.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday . Loss. A Nonet.

It hurts like a razor cutting deep
Through my broken heart and lost soul.
So loved boy not mine to keep
Pain devowers  me whole.
Those words said in haste
Will forever
My love waste
I hate
It.
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LindaGHill said : ‘Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: Start your post with a two-letter word. End it with a two-letter word for bonus points. Have fun!’

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Truth : Three Haiku

Held safe within my hand
Such joy and happy light
All gone now like grains of sand.

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Time colours all things
Harsh words are only abstract
Silence is what stings.

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Denied and taken from me
All bonds slashed and cut
A loss deeper than the sea.