Keeping the Distance

Keeping the Distance, 

Is it really so hard,

2 metres, 6 and a Half feet,

Just look and see, where you are.
Stop cutting across, Stop, who do you think you are.
You may have the virus, its not Ha ha ha
Yes you with the smirk and me with the mask
Just keep a wide birth, so i can get past.
If this is you, you need to change your ways, the virus isn;t over and i want to get through these days.
I am protecting you, in those isles in the shops, so just stay away
Think and just stop.

By April Lewis

How Old ?

HOW OLD time to learn.

Crap to be told by the person, not so directly involved.
Its like a repeat of stories of old.
Actually I am wondering HOW OLD?

Yes I am talking about age. 
 In relation I am glad i am not the same.
I speak to the all people first hand.
 As I know if you don't things can turn bad.
HOW OLD?

If it wasn't meant, it is a lesson that must be learnt.
Because if it wasn't, next time you will become burnt.
Treat people with respect ... Its not something you get on a plate.
Beating around the bush is so wrong as its not like you are 21.
How Old... Time to learn....

3 years ago added on 7th.2.2019

A Poem for Mum

I will never get over my heart without you,
It flutters and skips a beat and pain goes right through,
I couldn't write down what I felt before, as other stuff was going on, to be able to grieve, once more.
I was ugly with anger you being taken from me,
Looking at others and feeling why me.

You never complained you never moaned,
You accepted your fate and said you were not frightened to go home.

Lucky with faith as that helped you through,

I always knew,
as grieving,
happened before you went,
as conversation disappeared,
with times i spent.

Its now the eve of your Birthday 77 you would be,
But its a 2nd Heavenly Birthday but the 1st with a Tree.

The Journey
 
 Time to think and time for a moment,
 Some golden time for me, 
Wrapping myself what others get could be that precious seed. 
Thankful for the time,
 Thankful for the life, 
that was given to me.

 Holding hands and just being there for someone that we love, 
 Its just the precious moment that connects our lives with love, 
 The moments last for ever, 
 through laughter and through pain, 
 We learn to live, 
 We learn to give and dance and sing in the rain.

 I am on a massive journey, 
My heart just aches with pain, 
 But this is something some don't get so I will be blessed to dance in the rain.

 Keeping it all together is what we intend to do. 
 Being proud of moments given as the time we battle through. 
 The presence of those gone, there here to keep us strong.
 Its heard and seen with song. 
 And we will still be dancing in the rain.                                            15th 3.2017

Poems and waves

Poems are coming and flowing ...
Waves, and calmness.
Coming and going,
Crashing and splashing...
Any where.... timeless
Still and nothingness..
The End

Theres only one

I only have one.

The pain is so intense
I only have one
Thinking of the what if but trying to remain CONFIDENT
Everything's going to be alright

The one is special
Its not the time
I am not ready to not have them in my life.

The Cancer has returned I hate it with a passion
I know I am not alone as it happens

My only one is strong,
Time will be and will be fine for some extra time to carry on.

4th July 2016

Leaving

Leaving

I am sorry i have to go,

There is poison in my head,

Purely not me,

I had a vision and now i can't see,

I am blinded by my hurt,

I am sad it has to be but the working relationship will never be,

Being bullied from the start,

So the best thing to do it depart,

But not for them I feel hurt,

It will never be right until the bigger picture is made right.

Backbone must appear and that could take years.