My Poetry
I use poetry writing as a way of expressing my feeelings fromtime to time. I am not a great poet or writer, this is simply a hobby. I hope you can enjoy them for what they are.
A slower life by Ann Magrs
I used to be a firecracker
all sparkly and bright
I used to be a chinese rocket
screeching through the night
Now i am a tea light candle
but still i give some light,
It's a slower life.
And though the winds of change
may threaten my fragile flame
and though my light is dimmer
Inside i am the same,
sometimes i don't quite 'get it'
but don't need someone to blame
for my slower life.
When i was whizzing, sparkly, bright
so quickly through the sky,
I missed out on seeing many things
as oft i hurried by.
I didnt know the inner peace
that comes with a good cry
before my slower life.
My slower life has shown me much
that i would not have seen at speed,
Where once i was rushing from place to place
now i can paint or read,
At first i was fighting against this pace
but i know now i'm blessed indeed
with a slower life.
8 little tablets sitting in a jar
white, round tablets imported from afar
Tiny little tablets, surely cant be bad
but these weeny littel tablets are making me feel sad.
Loss of temper, hair is falling out,
simple things make me scream and shout
Just 8 little tablets are altering my brain,
I wonder and i worry, can i be going insane?
Breaking cups and smashing up my house,
Next minute passes, quiet as a mouse,
Loss of memory scares me half to bits
cos now i am a woman who bites, and screams and spits.
Tummy is settling, swelling goes away,
go out shopping, yes, for a whole day,
But is it worth it, if i am found to be
an unstable woman, and not a bit like me?
bravenet.com