Thursday, 27 December 2012

DID I

It is like this outside my door,
Trust me this is what it's all about,
Will not be away for long you will see,
My selfish ways will not get the better of me,
Did not closed the doors behind me,
I  wanted to escape the tragedy,
This place does not belong to me,
But that of my good friend Willy B,
Accompanied him were two others,
 To recall there names I did not bother,
Willy and others squeezed  passed me,
Down the isle then to the tree,
No one took notice of me,
Not even my best friend Willy B,
So I made myself  visible for all to see,
Except  for the friend called double D.

By: Veleta Hayles






   

Tuesday, 25 September 2012

ECHOES

Darkness arrived unexpectedly.
We barely could take the next step.
Placed our feet briskly but cautiously.
On the ground slippery and muddy.
Potholes large enough to hamper our strides.
Stones exposed to their bare bones.

Darkness arrived unexpectedly.
High above our heads.
Trees bent.
Weeping like willows.
In reverence to the wind.
It whistled passed our cold frozen ears.
We embraced ourselves.
For the next cracking.
Branches slipping painfully from their trunks.

Darkness arrived unexpectedly.
Flashes of lightening danced before us.
Then disappeared as soon as they came.
Then appeared seconds later.
Misty grey clouds raced across the skies in front of us.
Late evening blues.
Darkness arrived unexpectedly.




  

Thursday, 23 August 2012

I past this place before,
Stood upright to see what's familiar to me,
Under the sunlight,
The haze, the glaze,
Had long gone,
The drain, the strain,
Something is different
As far as I can see,
The cracked hard concrete,
I removed my slipper,
To the bare toe,
Touched the scorching,
Sun bliss place,
Became familiar with the sensation,
Plain to see,
How much the thrill changed me.
 

Wednesday, 1 August 2012

THE TWISTED

Like the flash of lightening,
It whizzed passed me,
Blasting its way to the big oak tree,
Shook its branches like a thunder,
It danced like the ocean in front of  me,
With wings opening and folding,
Pumping and surging breathlessly,
They clasped and gripped,
Chipping at every rock it could see,
To the bear bone,
Treading the skyline,
Lifting, raising itself high,
Then falling  flat again,
I returned from my sleep,
To join in the feast,
Easing my soul,
Just once more,
Someone out there,
Will hear about me,
Weeping with the bellows,
 And moving in the sea,
They are mighty, large and small,
But whatever must be,
It's like ripping the elements,
Deep from beneath me.





Monday, 16 July 2012

THE ROCK

Shades of grey.
Stay in shape.
Waste no warning.
Shining lights.
Bleeping horns.
Curved corners.
Rugged roads.
Crooked rocks.
Cutting , gripping loose.
Clutched my hands.
Numbed from the start.
A plea deep from the heart.
Crushed to the bones.
Spare this painful woe.
Take a breath.
Deserved a rest.
Light on my feet.
Pulled the strength.
Hope, faith will not betray.
Leaning, grinding. 
No time for smiling.
Safe as the silver lining.

Saturday, 7 July 2012

NO STUMBLING

Thought I knew you
Yes, true as new
Lately, you've changed
Why, why do you not engage
Too sad I see
But sorrow do not belong to me
This time with the rhyme
Moving before time
Shaking , jerking
Feeling the strain
But am I hurting
Draw the thinner line 
Ask the divine
Whose make belief
Sincere from the heart
The pain 
The strain
Still do not take the blame
Must I change my game
No, no shame
Here this to you
Me and fame.


Friday, 29 June 2012

THE EDGE

Yesterday was different from today
Why was that
I do not know
The sun shone
It did not snow
To the rapture
Loud hailers
Today is a new day
This do I care
Ships creeked
As the wind blew
Deep within its hull
Lend a hand
As it drifts towards
The sinking sand
Light heartily
Echo rises
With pause
And light surprises
Disbelief is not the answer
Just you wait
From now till midnight

Friday, 22 June 2012

Stepping Out

This time is no different from the last
Shake off the past
From now till half past
Shook my head
Plant my feet
Stay next to me
In time for our meet
Say it loud
But never in doubt
Clear my head
With what I said
The tiny lights
Shining between my eyes
Keep it steady
But wait for me
Will soon be ready






Tuesday, 19 June 2012

Never Ending

Splash, splash
were the footsteps
coming from behind 
crushing the safest of minds
Like mine 
never in decline
turned to see what  was there
silent whisper and  a tear
stopped to say hello
who was sitting below 
all bound from head to toe
change this state of affair
with what I declare
A strong arm
lots of charm
before you know it
I'm here. 

Friday, 15 June 2012

About Children: Something Else

About Children: Something Else: It's that time again. So remove the stains. Act out aloud. Whether you skip. Jump or shout. Remember my lines. Though crumbled. Yet n...

Something Else

It's that time again.
So remove the stains.
Act out aloud.
Whether you skip.
Jump or shout.
Remember my lines.
Though crumbled.
Yet neat and fine.
Take, this one from me.
It will soon be over.
Not giving way to posers.
Stay abreast of the rest.
With this one I will digest.





Thursday, 14 June 2012

Here and Now

Lighter still.
Brighter still.
Larger than life.
Tried my hard.
Amend the start.
All my dreams fulfill.
Stay awake.
Long into daybreak.
Work before pleasure.
Life 's without measure.
This time, Lord I will treasure.


Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Someday Soon

This way.
That way.
No change of plans.
Never fade it will soon be daybreak
Shook myself hard.
To start the war.
Where else but deep within myself.
Cherished thoughts.
Every blow.
The hold I have on land.
Darkened  skies
Misty eyes.
Still nothing to dread or fear.



Monday, 4 June 2012

Moment by Moment...

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Arise, arise must leave from here.
Not a soul in sight.
Shattered with fear.
The depth of the countryside.
The sight of the mountains.
I must cross.
With hills and valleys.
Twisted and curved.
Dazzling heights.
Crumbling ahead.
Hopes intact.
And ready for the mountain top.




Thursday, 31 May 2012

When will I Return

He shook himself vigerously.
Swayed from side to side.
Hands motionless.
Unable to remove to load from his back.
Sweat pours from his youthful brow.
So he leaned forwards to ease the frustration.
Litte left for consulation.
Gone too far to turn back.
In the distance.
His destination.
A mile or so away.
Pulled himself together.
This time is forever.


Tuesday, 29 May 2012

The Whisper in the dark

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In case you never know.
Many years ago.
Lay bear in daylight.
With no shirt.
No shoes.
His feet parched.
On the sun drenched rocks he stood.
A total stranger to many.
His yell lost in the thorns.
As he echoed the name.
His lost sole mate.
Without a shame.
None to take the blame.
On bending hands and knees.
He shivered with fear.
How can I lost this one hope.
I must not dear.

Monday, 28 May 2012

The Highs and The Lows

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Applause, Applause.
The chorus fills the room.
Dazzled by the large audience.
Women,  men boys and girls.
Giving everything its worth.
Then a sudden hush.
Hello,  'everyone who came to hear'.
My favorite poems.
Lighting in your ears.
It's so nice to see you all today.
With something  very pleasant I have to say.
The lines are mine.
They tell a tale.
So stay immersed for a moment or two.
Whichever you pick and choose.
I know you won't refuse.
So stay amused without getting the blues.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Thumbs Up

Light feet.
Slippery feet.
Moving motionless.
Make music, make music to satisfy.
Little hands glitter.
Saying something.
Taking stance.
Share a glance.
Something new.
Pretty blue.
Pretty pretty pictures.
Red,  green, orange and yellow
Like the colours of the rainbow.
Reveal words of fascination.
With passion and appreciation.
Smiles that glow.
Not long ago.


   


Thursday, 24 May 2012

The Shadow

Perhaps it was for me she wrote.
A silent message.
It was late last Wednesday morning
Wet, ragged and faded from the rain.
Contents barely recogonised
Except 'hello Antoinette'
In a hurry.
I tossed my new jacket.
Beneath the larger bench.
The oldest of two.
Four feet in length.

The hard wood chipped.
Uneven surface.

Well used to it's fullest from those much older.
Pens and pencil drawings dimmed in the faded light.
Yet could not find the words to share.
Patience, patience.
Still lasting memories to share.


Wednesday, 23 May 2012

The Tale

 Just like red roses,
With great poses.
Standing by what is true.
Given that little bit extra.
I know there is a lot more to give.
Telling someone they are good too.
Set about do something  I admire.
Taking another trip.
Round the high mountains and low plains.
I have not yet found what I'm looking for.
Be still, it will come before you whisper.
 

Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Day Break

I watched the sun as it sets lazily in the morning mist.
Never, never changing was its bliss.
What's in it for me I thought.
As I pulled back my  brightly- patched window curtains.
To see further, much further than my thoughts could go.
I held my outstretched hands.
With just enough energy.
Because I going to be someone who would be very different  today.
All my cares moved further and further away in the distance.
I moved quickly.
No hint of delay.

Monday, 21 May 2012

What it is to be a child

I think of the glorious days.
No sadness but pleasant thoughts.
I felt free, filled with smiles and laughter in abundance.
I surged towards my heights.
I loved to sing, dance and be merry in the wind.
Short days,  freedom to live for the evenings, the nights drifted slowly by.
No thought for tomorrow.
Make haste.
Another day is dawning.
Oh how pleasant and exciting it is to be a child.