Today's poet

[Mossdog]

Metamorphosis

I’m not running away man!
I am running toward!
At the beginning, granted
I was running from
confusion, n-e-b-u-l-o-u-s despair
But now..eureka!
I realise...
I am defined not just
by the past
or a shared history
Now I am running to-ward
step PING!
into the looking glass
with hope, excitement
and a little f.e.a.r
to the
f
u
t
u
r
e

That's really uplifting Freckle - thanks. Any more? Or am I just being very greedy?

[Harry H Howgill]

Good choices, Neil & Mossy. Nobody should worry about whether things have been on before. If it is right for now then post it without fear.

Freckle - as heartfelt as ever. Feel the fear and do it anyway!

[freckle]

That's really uplifting Freckle - thanks. Any more? Or am I just being very greedy?

Aw thanx mossy, your not being greedy but i am feeling a little tired so not sure i have any more this evening, however feel free to post a neruda or any other gem, i always love your posts...HHH i agree it doesn't matter if things have been posted b4 and I for one am not the type to check!

[freckle]

actually mossy, second thoughts, talking of uplifting and more on a theme of change....

go and open the door
by miroslay holub...

http://www.bbc.co.uk/learningzone/cl...olub/6466.html

[Nathaniel Lee]

Life.

Oh i remember the days back in 76,
We would run through the playing catch,playing ball,
Shouting and jumping kicking stones,throwing sticks,
Scrambling up the hill then up onto the wall.

The sun was so hot my ice cream would melt so quick,
It was wonderful i had no cares at all,
I would eat myself silly until i was sick,
Falling down,standing up like a big rubber ball.

But then i was ill i was in isolation,
A big glass box and no contact for me,
Stuck all alone with just my imagination,
Desperately wanting to escape,to be free.

But mostly my childhood was full of fun,
Being with friends and playing football,
Such carefree days out in the sun,
No hint of what was going to call.

I'm starting to change something inside me,
My first real girlfriend such things we discover,
Swinging emotions up and down trying to break free,
Enjoying each others bodies with my first lover.

School work is easy but i can't keep still,
I finish with jo it breaks my heart,
My minds like a maelstrom i 'm not sure if i'm ill,
I flunk my exams don't know where to start.

I'm 17 now just left school gotta good job at B.T.,
Realising something is not quite right i hold my head and cry,
I start to abuse stuff to try and reduce it's affect on me,
Taking things to bring me down and some to get high.

Move on to my mid twenties i meet my wife,
Drinking and other thing for nearly ten years,
This wonderful woman will change my life,
I tell her all about me she has no fears.

We get married on a wonderful day,
All the years of abuse and having to go it alone,
I love this woman in every way,
It's such a great feeling not being on my own.

Working through my troubles i start to cope,
Life's looking good as we have two boys,
It looks like it's possible there could be some hope,
A beautiful family and all the worlds joys.

We go to the doctors prescribes me some pills,
A consultant psychiatrist tells me it's Bipolar,
There's a chance i may cope with my ills,
Then my wife says it's cancer and i console her.

After sometime we are both on the mend,
It's wonderful to have such an angel with me,
A person to be there with me a lifelong friend,
With our love for each other we will always be free.

I have my ups and downs but cope with it well,
It's an honour and privilege and honour to share it with you all,
It makes me feel better to converse with the poets of the fell,
Freckle,Hes,HHH,Mossdog,Derby Tup,Noel and the rest of you all.

By Matt Harmston

[freckle]

Life.

Oh i remember the days back in 76,
We would run through the playing catch,playing ball,
Shouting and jumping kicking stones,throwing sticks,
Scrambling up the hill then up onto the wall.

The sun was so hot my ice cream would melt so quick,
It was wonderful i had no cares at all,
I would eat myself silly until i was sick,
Falling down,standing up like a big rubber ball.

But then i was ill i was in isolation,
A big glass box and no contact for me,
Stuck all alone with just my imagination,
Desperately wanting to escape,to be free.

But mostly my childhood was full of fun,
Being with friends and playing football,
Such carefree days out in the sun,
No hint of what was going to call.

I'm starting to change something inside me,
My first real girlfriend such things we discover,
Swinging emotions up and down trying to break free,
Enjoying each others bodies with my first lover.

School work is easy but i can't keep still,
I finish with jo it breaks my heart,
My minds like a maelstrom i 'm not sure if i'm ill,
I flunk my exams don't know where to start.

I'm 17 now just left school gotta good job at B.T.,
Realising something is not quite right i hold my head and cry,
I start to abuse stuff to try and reduce it's affect on me,
Taking things to bring me down and some to get high.

Move on to my mid twenties i meet my wife,
Drinking and other thing for nearly ten years,
This wonderful woman will change my life,
I tell her all about me she has no fears.

We get married on a wonderful day,
All the years of abuse and having to go it alone,
I love this woman in every way,
It's such a great feeling not being on my own.

Working through my troubles i start to cope,
Life's looking good as we have two boys,
It looks like it's possible there could be some hope,
A beautiful family and all the worlds joys.

We go to the doctors prescribes me some pills,
A consultant psychiatrist tells me it's Bipolar,
There's a chance i may cope with my ills,
Then my wife says it's cancer and i console her.

After sometime we are both on the mend,
It's wonderful to have such an angel with me,
A person to be there with me a lifelong friend,
With our love for each other we will always be free.

I have my ups and downs but cope with it well,
It's an honour and privilege and honour to share it with you all,
It makes me feel better to converse with the poets of the fell,
Freckle,Hes,HHH,Mossdog,Derby Tup,Noel and the rest of you all.

By Matt Harmston

TRi mind, i was wondering where you were and now I know, you were composing this heartfelt and moving piece of work...it brought tears to my eyes...stunning....well done and thank you for posting

[Harry H Howgill]

Life.

Oh i remember the days back in 76,
We would run through the playing catch,playing ball,
Shouting and jumping kicking stones,throwing sticks,
Scrambling up the hill then up onto the wall.

The sun was so hot my ice cream would melt so quick,
It was wonderful i had no cares at all,
I would eat myself silly until i was sick,
Falling down,standing up like a big rubber ball.

But then i was ill i was in isolation,
A big glass box and no contact for me,
Stuck all alone with just my imagination,
Desperately wanting to escape,to be free.

But mostly my childhood was full of fun,
Being with friends and playing football,
Such carefree days out in the sun,
No hint of what was going to call.

I'm starting to change something inside me,
My first real girlfriend such things we discover,
Swinging emotions up and down trying to break free,
Enjoying each others bodies with my first lover.

School work is easy but i can't keep still,
I finish with jo it breaks my heart,
My minds like a maelstrom i 'm not sure if i'm ill,
I flunk my exams don't know where to start.

I'm 17 now just left school gotta good job at B.T.,
Realising something is not quite right i hold my head and cry,
I start to abuse stuff to try and reduce it's affect on me,
Taking things to bring me down and some to get high.

Move on to my mid twenties i meet my wife,
Drinking and other thing for nearly ten years,
This wonderful woman will change my life,
I tell her all about me she has no fears.

We get married on a wonderful day,
All the years of abuse and having to go it alone,
I love this woman in every way,
It's such a great feeling not being on my own.

Working through my troubles i start to cope,
Life's looking good as we have two boys,
It looks like it's possible there could be some hope,
A beautiful family and all the worlds joys.

We go to the doctors prescribes me some pills,
A consultant psychiatrist tells me it's Bipolar,
There's a chance i may cope with my ills,
Then my wife says it's cancer and i console her.

After sometime we are both on the mend,
It's wonderful to have such an angel with me,
A person to be there with me a lifelong friend,
With our love for each other we will always be free.

I have my ups and downs but cope with it well,
It's an honour and privilege and honour to share it with you all,
It makes me feel better to converse with the poets of the fell,
Freckle,Hes,HHH,Mossdog,Derby Tup,Noel and the rest of you all.

By Matt Harmston

Hey, I get a mention. How cool is that! Good as ever TM.

[Harry H Howgill]

I've got one of those calendars at work that have "words of wisdom" each day. Basically they have been an absolute load of tosh up until today, December the 9th. Then, just my thing. Positive, but with a dash of sarcasm......

A positive attitude
may not solve
all your problems.
But it will annoy
enough people
to make it worth
the effort.

[Derby Tup]

I've got one of those calendars at work that have "words of wisdom" each day. Basically they have been an absolute load of tosh up until today, December the 9th. Then, just my thing. Positive, but with a dash of sarcasm......

A positive attitude
may not solve
all your problems.
But it will annoy
enough people
to make it worth
the effort.

I had one on my office wall for years:

"Today is the day you worried about yesterday and all's well"

[Stef F]

Wild Nights
by Emily Dickinson

Wild nights. Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port
Done with the compass
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden.
Ah, the sea.
Might I but moor
Tonight with thee!