tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14227274517528338212024-02-20T04:24:18.459-08:00About ChildrenVeleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-60843089006668934392012-12-27T16:25:00.001-08:002012-12-27T16:25:38.996-08:00DID IIt is like this outside my door,<br />
Trust me this is what it's all about,<br />
Will not be away for long you will see,<br />
My selfish ways will not get the better of me,<br />
Did not closed the doors behind me,<br />
I wanted to escape the tragedy,<br />
This place does not belong to me,<br />
But that of my good friend Willy B,<br />
Accompanied him were two others,<br />
To recall there names I did not bother,<br />
Willy and others squeezed passed me,<br />
Down the isle then to the tree,<br />
No one took notice of me,<br />
Not even my best friend Willy B,<br />
So I made myself visible for all to see,<br />
Except for the friend called double D.<br />
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By: Veleta Hayles<br />
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Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-47806202360900226282012-09-25T05:53:00.000-07:002012-09-25T05:53:46.916-07:00ECHOESDarkness arrived unexpectedly.<br />
We barely could take the next step.<br />
Placed our feet briskly but cautiously.<br />
On the ground slippery and muddy.<br />
Potholes large enough to hamper our strides.<br />
Stones exposed to their bare bones.<br />
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Darkness arrived unexpectedly.<br />
High above our heads.<br />
Trees bent.<br />
Weeping like willows.<br />
In reverence to the wind.<br />
It whistled passed our cold frozen ears.<br />
We embraced ourselves.<br />
For the next cracking.<br />
Branches slipping painfully from their trunks.<br />
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Darkness arrived unexpectedly.<br />
Flashes of lightening danced before us.<br />
Then disappeared as soon as they came.<br />
Then appeared seconds later.<br />
Misty grey clouds raced across the skies in front of us.<br />
Late evening blues.<br />
Darkness arrived unexpectedly.<br />
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Stood upright to see what's familiar to me,<br />
Under the sunlight,<br />
The haze, the glaze,<br />
Had long gone,<br />
The drain, the strain,<br />
Something is different<br />
As far as I can see,<br />
The cracked hard concrete,<br />
I removed my slipper,<br />
To the bare toe,<br />
Touched the scorching,<br />
Sun bliss place,<br />
Became familiar with the sensation,<br />
Plain to see,<br />
How much the thrill changed me.<br />
Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-78327980619655507862012-08-01T18:01:00.000-07:002012-08-01T18:01:07.858-07:00THE TWISTEDLike the flash of lightening,<br />
It whizzed passed me,<br />
Blasting its way to the big oak tree,<br />
Shook its branches like a thunder,<br />
It danced like the ocean in front of me,<br />
With wings opening and folding,<br />
Pumping and surging breathlessly,<br />
They clasped and gripped,<br />
Chipping at every rock it could see,<br />
To the bear bone,<br />
Treading the skyline,<br />
Lifting, raising itself high,<br />
Then falling flat again,<br />
I returned from my sleep,<br />
To join in the feast,<br />
Easing my soul,<br />
Just once more,<br />
Someone out there,<br />
Will hear about me,<br />
Weeping with the bellows,<br />
And moving in the sea,<br />
They are mighty, large and small,<br />
But whatever must be,<br />
It's like ripping the elements,<br />
Deep from beneath me.<br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-6946068838355860082012-07-16T14:51:00.000-07:002012-07-16T14:53:23.330-07:00THE ROCKShades of grey.<br />
Stay in shape.<br />
Waste no warning.<br />
Shining lights.<br />
Bleeping horns.<br />
Curved corners.<br />
Rugged roads.<br />
Crooked rocks.<br />
Cutting , gripping loose.<br />
Clutched my hands.<br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Numbed from the start.</span><br />
A plea deep from the heart.<br />
Crushed to the bones.<br />
Spare this painful woe.<br />
Take a breath.<br />
Deserved a rest.<br />
Light on my feet.<br />
Pulled the <span style="background-color: white;">strength.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Hope, faith will not betray.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Leaning, grinding. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">No time for smiling.</span><br />
Safe as the silver lining.<br />
<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-87882532462055439602012-07-07T10:55:00.000-07:002012-07-07T10:55:53.044-07:00NO STUMBLING<span style="background-color: white;">Thought</span> I <span style="background-color: white;">knew you</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Yes, true as new</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Lately, you've changed</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Why, why do you not engage</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Too sad I see</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">But sorrow do not belong to me</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">This time with the </span><span style="background-color: white;">rhyme</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Moving before time</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Shaking , </span><span style="background-color: white;">jerking</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Feeling the strain</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">But am I hurting</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Draw the thinner line </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Ask the </span><span style="background-color: white;">divine</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Whose make belief</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Sincere</span><span style="background-color: white;"> from the heart</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">The pain </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">The strain</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Still do not take the blame</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Must I change my game</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">No, no shame</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Here this to you</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Me and fame.</span><br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-68123720904126395022012-06-29T05:28:00.002-07:002012-07-05T01:44:08.176-07:00THE EDGE<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Yesterday</span> was different from today</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why was that</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I do not know</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The sun shone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It did not snow</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To the rapture</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Loud hailers</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today is a new day</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This do I care</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ships <span style="background-color: white;">creeked</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As the wind blew</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Deep within its hull</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lend a hand</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As it drifts towards</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The sinking sand</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Light <span style="background-color: white;">heartily</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Echo rises</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With pause</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And light surprises</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Disbelief is not the answer</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just you wait</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From now till <span style="background-color: white;">midnight</span></span>Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-75069048073874638682012-06-22T14:01:00.002-07:002012-06-22T14:01:32.585-07:00Stepping Out<i>This time is no different from <span style="background-color: white;">the last</span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Shake off the past</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>From now till half past</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Shook my head</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Plant my feet</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Stay next to me</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>In time for our meet</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Say it loud</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>But never in doubt</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Clear my head</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>With what I said</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>The tiny lights</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Shining between my eyes</i></span><br />
<i>Keep it <span style="background-color: white;">steady</span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>But wait for me</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Will soon be ready</i></span><br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-50822669116337364612012-06-19T05:13:00.002-07:002012-06-19T05:13:56.908-07:00Never Ending<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Splash, splash</i></span><br />
<i>were the footsteps</i><br />
<i>coming from behind </i><br />
<i>crushing the safest of minds</i><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><i>Like mine </i></span><br />
<i>never in decline</i><br />
<i>turned to see what was there</i><br />
<i>silent whisper and a tear</i><br />
<i>stopped to say hello</i><br />
<i>who was sitting below </i><br />
<i>all bound from head to toe</i><br />
<i>change this state of affair</i><br />
<i>with what I declare</i><br />
<i>A strong arm</i><br />
<i>lots of charm</i><br />
<i>before you know it</i><br />
<i>I'm here. </i><br />
<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-13648512036791494722012-06-15T10:08:00.001-07:002012-06-15T10:08:51.155-07:00About Children: Something Else<a href="http://vhayles.blogspot.com/2012/06/something-else.html?spref=bl">About Children: Something Else</a>: 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...Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-81238694680704795702012-06-15T10:06:00.002-07:002012-06-15T10:06:35.002-07:00Something ElseIt's that time again.<br />
So remove the stains.<br />
Act out aloud.<br />
Whether you skip.<br />
Jump or shout.<br />
Remember my lines.<br />
Though crumbled.<br />
Yet neat and fine.<br />
Take, this one from me.<br />
It will soon be over.<br />
Not giving way to posers.<br />
Stay abreast of the rest.<br />
With this one I will digest.<br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-29381060798243028702012-06-14T02:25:00.000-07:002012-06-14T02:25:30.704-07:00Here and NowLighter still.<br />
Brighter still.<br />
Larger than life.<br />
Tried my hard.<br />
Amend the start.<br />
All my dreams fulfill.<br />
Stay awake.<br />
Long into daybreak.<br />
Work before pleasure.<br />
Life 's without measure.<br />
This time, Lord I will treasure.<br />
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That way.<br />
No change of plans.<br />
Never fade it will soon be daybreak<br />
Shook myself hard.<br />
To start the war.<br />
Where else but deep within myself.<br />
Cherished thoughts.<br />
Every blow.<br />
The hold I have on land.<br />
Darkened skies<br />
Misty eyes.<br />
Still nothing to dread or fear.<br />
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Arise, arise must leave from here.<br />
Not a soul in sight.<br />
Shattered with fear.<br />
The depth of the countryside.<br />
The sight of the mountains.<br />
I must cross.<br />
With hills and valleys. <br />
Twisted and curved.<br />
Dazzling heights.<br />
Crumbling ahead.<br />
Hopes intact.<br />
And ready for the mountain top.<br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-31462379522831774042012-05-31T10:46:00.002-07:002012-05-31T10:46:34.188-07:00When will I ReturnHe shook himself vigerously.<br />
Swayed from side to side.<br />
Hands motionless.<br />
Unable to remove to load from his back.<br />
Sweat pours from his youthful brow.<br />
So he leaned forwards to ease the frustration.<br />
Litte left for consulation.<br />
Gone too far to turn back.<br />
In the distance.<br />
His destination.<br />
A mile or so away.<br />
Pulled himself together.<br />
This time is forever.<br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-64477227564963446142012-05-29T05:20:00.002-07:002012-05-29T05:24:04.314-07:00The Whisper in the dark<a href="http://www.facebook.com/kidstick">www.facebook.com/kidstick</a><br />
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In case you never know.<br />
Many years ago.<br />
Lay bear in daylight.<br />
With no shirt.<br />
No shoes.<br />
His feet parched.<br />
On the sun drenched rocks he stood.<br />
A total stranger to many.<br />
His yell lost in the thorns.<br />
As he echoed the name.<br />
His lost sole mate.<br />
Without a shame.<br />
None to take the blame.<br />
On bending hands and knees.<br />
He shivered with fear.<br />
How can I lost this one hope.<br />
I must not dear.Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-9204220198354331092012-05-28T15:56:00.002-07:002012-05-29T05:23:49.831-07:00The Highs and The Lows<a href="http://www.facebook.com/kidstick">www.facebook.com/kidstick</a><br />
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Applause, Applause.<br />
The chorus fills the room.<br />
Dazzled by the large audience.<br />
Women, men boys and girls.<br />
Giving everything its worth.<br />
Then a sudden hush.<br />
Hello, 'everyone who came to hear'.<br />
My favorite poems.<br />
Lighting in your ears.<br />
It's so nice to see you all today.<br />
With something very pleasant I have to say.<br />
The lines are mine.<br />
They tell a tale.<br />
So stay immersed for a moment or two.<br />
Whichever you pick and choose.<br />
I know you won't refuse.<br />
So stay amused without getting the blues.<br />
<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-45363527623573260792012-05-25T11:41:00.001-07:002012-05-25T11:47:45.376-07:00Thumbs UpLight feet.<br />
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Slippery feet.</div>
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Moving motionless.</div>
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Make music, make music to satisfy.</div>
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Little hands glitter.</div>
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Saying something.</div>
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Taking stance.</div>
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Share a glance.</div>
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Something new.</div>
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Pretty blue.</div>
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Pretty pretty pictures.</div>
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Red, green, orange and yellow</div>
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Like the colours of the rainbow.</div>
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Reveal words of fascination.</div>
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With passion and appreciation.</div>
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Smiles that glow.</div>
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Not long ago.</div>
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A silent message.<br />
It was late last Wednesday morning<br />
Wet, ragged and faded from the rain.<br />
Contents barely recogonised<br />
Except 'hello Antoinette'<br />
In a hurry.<br />
I tossed my new jacket.<br />
Beneath the larger bench.<br />
The oldest of two.
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Four feet in length.<br />
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The hard wood chipped.<br />
Uneven surface.<br />
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Well used to it's fullest from those much older.<br />
Pens and pencil drawings dimmed in the faded light.<br />
Yet could not find the words to share.<br />
Patience, patience.<br />
Still lasting memories to share.<br />
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<br />Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-77956565243290797292012-05-23T05:55:00.000-07:002012-05-23T05:55:07.059-07:00The Tale Just like red roses,<br />
With great poses.<br />
Standing by what is true.<br />
Given that little bit extra.<br />
I know there is a lot more to give.<br />
Telling someone they are good too.<br />
Set about do something I admire.<br />
Taking another trip.<br />
Round the high mountains and low plains.<br />
I have not yet found what I'm looking for.<br />
Be still, it will come before you whisper.<br />
Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-30528817054737284212012-05-22T05:57:00.000-07:002012-05-22T05:59:35.727-07:00Day BreakI watched the sun as it sets lazily in the morning mist.<br />
Never, never changing was its bliss.<br />
What's in it for me I thought.<br />
As I pulled back my brightly- patched window curtains.<br />
To see further, much further than my thoughts could go.<br />
I held my outstretched hands.<br />
With just enough energy.<br />
Because I going to be someone who would be very different today.<br />
All my cares moved further and further away in the distance.<br />
I moved quickly.<br />
No hint of delay.Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422727451752833821.post-27835975164552393862012-05-21T02:00:00.000-07:002012-05-21T02:00:03.834-07:00What it is to be a childI think of the glorious days.<br />
No sadness but pleasant thoughts.<br />
I felt free, filled with smiles and laughter in abundance.<br />
I surged towards my heights.<br />
I loved to sing, dance and be merry in the wind.<br />
Short days, freedom to live for the evenings, the nights drifted slowly by.<br />
No thought for tomorrow.<br />
Make haste.<br />
Another day is dawning.<br />
Oh how pleasant and exciting it is to be a child.Veleta Hayleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515923474241551654noreply@blogger.com2