Dark morning and early nights
Each and every day can feel like a fight
Work all day; no time to play
Things don’t always go ‘our way’
It is easy to feel down and low
But also, it’s important to know
When days are cold and though, not hot
It’s not to say that you must rot
Wrap up warm and face the fear
Time is precious, when loved ones are near
If all alone, do not stay at home
Life will continue and it’s ours to own!
I feel as if you know me well
Even though there’s more to tell
I’ve seen you cry, you’ve seen me fight
There’s still a thought that says, we might.
When you’re down, I say hello
When you’re low, my heart does show
I still believe that deep within you
Is a light that will continue
Maybe now is not the time
All I hope, is that we find.
It had been so long
Eighteen-years and counting
But the journey to reach you
Felt like climbing a mountain
I was afraid.
So long, I had waited
But, setting off from the car park
My breath was already baited!
It seemed unfamiliar, until the museum
Inside, it all came back to me
The history, paintings, Mr.Hughes and the caning!
One look outside, the estate was waiting!
I found my own trail and began to explore
My camera was ready and I kept finding more!
But the castle was hidden, along with both caves
I used my own compass but, wasn’t sure of the way
Then, when I found you, my dream was achieved
That sense of achievement and all I’d believed
Now, I set off with new sites to explore
But, at Blaise Castle, there will always be MORE!
One day, I’ll return, just to see you inside
I hope to bring with me a friend and our pride
This one was almost-written three-days ago and I spent a little time about an hour ago finishing it off. I’ll explain it at the end of this post but, for now, I’ll leave you to read and I hope you enjoy. 🙂
After writing my last post, I spent an hour sat back (almost lying) on top of my bed. I tried watching TV for a bit, only to find that The Simpsons wasn’t on after all and, I’d missed the local news. I’d already seen both episodes of The Big Bang Theory over on E4 so, I went to a radio station (Planet Rock, which is still playing now). After a ten-minute nap, I reached for my notebook and began to write.
I’ve been back at my mum’s house for almost a whole month now and it’s been strange settling in with all the various noises surrounding me, after sixteen-months of near-isolation (well, it was a detached building). This poem started as something written about my fears and discomfort with all these disturbances but, look back at it and wonder if there might be another message from my subconscious…