Sunday, 3 July 2016

Poems I wrote 1996 to 1997 at 27.




I wrote my first poem and 1993.

Although I wrote my first poem back in 1993, I didn't start writing a lot till 1996 - 1997.  I know it's 3 mouths away yet but 25th October 1969 is when I started writing poetry more often. Some of these poems I admit are through later years so you see then I start to get a bit stronger but still have my strong and week times. If you can see the difference between 1997 to 2007. 

As sad and depending this may sound, it has made me a lot stronger but some things take a long time to go away altogether. I can't say whether or not if I hadn't have gone what I had gone through whether or not I would have written poetry but to how my emotions were when I started writing poetry a lot, I will be honest it felt like I couldn't without. Why I felt for this person how I did now I would never know but there's still a lot of pain he has left inside me but poetry has help me to cope with that pain. However I have come a long way to what I was but I still have a way to yet to pretend I never knew him. Mental and Emotional abuse is a killer to get over, I never knew I was going through it at the time I was seeing my ex. After 13 and a half years on and off together then to slip nine years ago, then to walk away altogether four years ago was a long journey to take.

 I asked my last Counselor two years ago, I walked away from this man two years ago why have I still got him in my head? She said " Sara you have gone through Mental and Emotional abuse by the sounds of what you have been telling me, that's why. At time I felt better because before I thought it was just me that was going mad and I was convince he would never cross my mind again, which for quite a time after he didn't but in so much time he came back in my head again. Hard to believe someone who I loved the group he walked on I can't stand now. 

Not all my poetry is about him you would be glad to hear. He thought he could break me even though it felt like it at the time but it's made me stronger and given me the talent I have got but there's no reason why I shouldn't have it without him. I believe I would have wrote poems even if I hadn't have met him may be the topics would have been different but there still would have been talent just the same. 

A RYMINE EXSPECIALY FOR YOU.
The first night I saw you my mind was thinking I like you before I even spoken to you.
I am a girl that likes you for you.
I knew like me, you had been through some old moo.
How I knew I just knew
there’s only me for you, I mean it too true.
Without your advice on the things I have been through I would have put myself through even more moo boo boo.
So I hope there silly words that make no sense at all will at least thymine on paper as well as inside my mind.
Thank you for helping me with my old moo, I will do the same you if you want me too.
As your name is Andy pandy I can be your Loopy Loo.
With the state of my mind I am loopy.
If you have another Loopy Loo, sorry to bother you boo boo to me too.
I would not dream of hurting you.
I will write a ton of pages to get what I am saying down on paper right for you.
I know I have a disability I am just be slow which does seem to be good to a lot people. Written 1993










LOVE.

One always wonders why we are all ever born.
Our parents fall in love and bring us to the world.
Most parents break and then that cause anger, hurt and pain to us all.
We fall in love and the pain of ended love hurts even more.
Love is like a story, love is like a book; please turn over a lot more than a thousand pages your welcome to have a look.
I have got to the stage of thinking either forever love or no love at all the pain is too much to cope with.
I hope I am wrong in thinking I could be so weak, I hope I become strong.
Will I ever meet my forever love?
I have fallen in and out of love so many times every love I have had has a fairly tale dream story and nightmare in them.
Our dreams will more than likely come true but life is one big dream for you and me. 1996


The writer's feelings.

Please listen to what I have to say.
I think about you every single day.
I thought you were the boy who love me for me.
How wrong could I be?
Now I know you were my dream and nightmare.
How mad am I, your still the love of my life?
I thought I was going to become your future wife.
Sorry I regret hurting you this way but I don't regret every single day I was with you. written in 1997.

If there's anything I have learned in this life very little love lasts for life. I must have lived in such dream land in 12 yrs ago. Still at least I hope I understand now. 1997 - 2009


27 1997.At the age of 27 1997, it was a bad year.
You broke my heart, you torn me apart.
At the age of 27 in 1997 I just wanted to go to heaven.
Life did not seem worth living, it all seemed like a dark tunnel.
The winter was dull and cold without you.
I discovered Shelly and Keats in the summer.
Without planning to I wrote poetry but when I did I knew life was worth living after all.
Once I started writing poetry it helped me clear my mixed up mind which helped me to get stronger in my mind.
That's when I learned to understand that life goes on, without writing poetry I would have broke down or and even ended my own life.
Jim Hendricks, Kurt Cobain and Jim Morrison all suffered depression one way or the other over difference very bad times in life, they were all 27 when they died.
They were very creative people in their music but I pulled through my breakdown when I was nearly twenty - eight by discovering poetry. 13.2.2009






I think I am having a a breakdown.I think I am having a nervous break down.
I feel like cracking up, I don't know what to do or where to turn.
I can't see what's a head of me.
Something or someone is pushing me over the edge.
What or and who could it be? 1997 - 2000


WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?

I once thought you loved me, how wrong and blind was I, thinking about it, I don't think you ever loved me at all.
You cut me up into pieces like a raiser blade going through me, until you made me bleed.
You made it hard for me to love someone else but you don't stop my life anymore.
I should be used to you being unkind to me by now.
I have been there before you hurt me so bad.
I won't let you hurt me anymore.
This time Ant, I have put a brave face on.
Now it's time to get rid of that pain and anger inside me. 10.7.2009

I HOPE I WON'T GO BACK TO BEING LIKE I WAS AT THE AGE OF 27 IN 1997.

I am nearly 40 now, I should be a stronger woman now not weak like I was at the age of 27.
I am trying to stop myself from being as bad as I was 13 yrs ago.
I shouldn't have let you get to me, how mad it was me having a breakdown just over you having gone off with another woman.
I mustn't drink heavy like I did then.
We are over for good this time, there will never ever be a next time.
When I feel bad I must write things down poetry instead of breaking down. 
In my body and mind I must be strong.
I mustn't feel depressed or angry because of you. 10.7.2009

No MAN IS DRIVING ME MAD.

No man is driving me to drink.
No man is driving me to cry, I have ran out of tears to cry.
No man is driving me to end my life.
I will get through pain somehow and someway.
Last time you hurt me, I could not see the light at the end of the tunnel then things got better.
Now I believe things will get better again one day I will see a bright light again. 10.7.2010


YOUR TURN WILL COME.

I am so glad to have a great friend in you through good and bad times.
The way I am feeling at the moment, I am not myself.
It would not be fair to put my pain on to you.
I miss you so much but I am glad of the space we apart with the way I am in myself right now. I Need to get myself right again, I have done before, I will do it again.
I will spend as much time as I have writing about how I feel about you. 10.7.2009


JOHN KEATS.

John Keats was the first poet I came across who made me want to write poetry in 1997 at the age of 27.
I don't think I would have got over my break down with learning from John Keats' work, he taught me so much about poetry.
I thought I was alone in the world, I never thought that Keats had been through the same as me.
I read one of his words but I came out with a thousand words, at least it felt like it.
Drinking heavy is not the answer, your problems are still there the next day.
At the time I was very young but not very strong.
I opened the poetry book of John Keats, it was as if he died for me after he had broken down relationships too.
Time is a good healer and writing poetry helps too.
Not that we except every person to be affected the same to heart ache and pain, it would be boring if we were all the same. 10.7.2009

GETTING OLDER.

Getting older is getting wiser.
We should be strong enough to cope with life's ups and downs.
We should cope different to what we did when we were young.
It's the states of our minds. 10.7.2009

LOOKS ARE NOT EVERYTHING.

Looks are not everything in a person.
We born to be what and who we are.
The way we think as human beings is the main thing.
We all cope with life in different ways but my way is poetry.
We all stuffier anxiety and depression in different ways, my way is finding it hard accept pain but poetry is my way of writing it down how I feel inside without breaking down . 10.7.2009



YOUR BACK IN TOWN.

Your back in town, that's alright as long as you look after your Mum more as she's not well.
I don't hate you but I don't love you anymore.
I don't I miss you, we had friendship in the end.
If I am honest I am scared that I may fall back in love with you but I don't want to.
You have dropped me down and picked me back up again so many times over the years.
Enough is enough, I can't take no more.
I don't know what I'd say to you now I have not seen you for over a mouth. 
Who would have thought that we had spend so much time together in fact too much time together, that our love has just died apart. 
I bet you never thought I would leave you like I did, did you?
I never thought I'd walk away from you but it's the best thing I ever done.
You just didn't know or understand how much I really loved you, even though I told you a thousand and one times.
Whether you know and understand now how strong I loved you, it's now far too late, I don't that way about you anymore.
It's only your own fault, you have believed and that I loved, I spend enough time with you for you to know how I felt about you.
I am not a bouncing ball you can throw around and pick up when you feel like it, I'm a human being just like all people.11.7.2009


LOVE AND PAIN.

The feeling of love is hard to control.
It's so hard to stop pain.
You can try to make things better but it doesn't always work.
Love brings you pain : pain brings happiness.
There must be a point when love runs out when you have suffered so much pain, then love very slowly turns to hate.
I think it's time for me to move on to love someone new but but pain needs to go altogether until I can love again. 11.7.2009

IT'S NO GOOD ME THINKING YOU ARE GOING TO CHANGE.

let's start again!
No more chances.
No more pain.
I won't let you hurt me again.
Let's change things this time!
No chance I have heard it all before, promises promises.
Let's put what went wrong right!
What am I talking about, I have tried so many times with you?
Let's stop hurting one another, we are like a pair of kids on the playground!
Why do we keep on hurting one another and going back to one another?
This has gone on for too many years now, this has got to stop!
I can't believe I fell for you again and again until I thought suddenly a change of thought, I don't love this man anymore. 11.7.2009

YOU USED TO BE MY MAN.

You used to be my man, you used to be the love of my life so I thought.
I don't think you thought I loved you as much.
If you have worked it out now, it's too late my love has run out for you now.
If only I worked out that you did not love me as much as I loved you, I wouldn't have wasted 15 yrs of my life on and off with you.
I know you told me you loved me but not as many times as I told you.
May be you didn't believe me but may be you didn't tell me the truth.
I must move on, you don't stop me from loving again but I will get to know a person first.
I need to get rid of this pain you have given me.
The worse thing was that you said in the end that you didn't know whether you loved me or not, that's why I had enough. 11.7.2009

VICTIM OF LOVE.

I have been a victim of love.
I have been a victim of men.
How many woman haven't been through the same as me, not very many?

Used
Abused,
you name it
I have been there.
Who has not been there?

Men have hard times with woman just like woman have hard times with men.
How much more can we go through?
I don't wish it on anyone, no one is the first or last person to go through it.
The nice part : love pain is horrible.
There again pain makes you become stronger.
We all want someone in our lives who wants and loves us for ourselves.
Nothing stops me from carrying on with life, I fall down and get back up again, I have done so many times before.
Nothing stops me from loving.
I am not the best of women but I am strong.
I do what I can to make the man I am with happy.
I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me but I just want to carry on loving. 11.7.2009


BE IN LOVE WITH POETRY.

Be in love with poetry, that's one love that doesn't run out.
Say what you want pen, paper, writing and words don't answer back at least not on the page, it's only your own words.
Let the readers think what they want but give them enjoyment in their reading too.
Your thoughts, feelings and fears only.
Drain any painful feelings out of yourself but also write about the good in life too.
Keep getting to know yourself by writing poetry.
Keep getting to know yourself before you get to know your readers.
Write your private thoughts down but don't have them published unless your readers enjoy your work.
Poetry keeps poets going strong through the good and bad of life.
Poet's ways of dealing with life is poetry. 12.7.2009

BE IN LOVE WITH POETRY.

Be in love with poetry, that's one love that doesn't run out.
Say what you want pen, paper, writing and words don't answer back at least not on the page, it's only your own words.
Let the readers think what they want but give them enjoyment in their reading too.
Your thoughts, feelings and fears only.
Drain any painful feelings out of yourself but also write about the good in life too.
Keep getting to know yourself by writing poetry.
Keep getting to know yourself before you get to know your readers.
Write your private thoughts down but don't have them published unless your readers enjoy your work.
Poetry keeps poets going strong through the good and bad of life.
Poet's ways of dealing with life is poetry. 12.7.2009

WRITER'S HANDWRITING.

Too much going on in one's mind to think about whether the writing is neat or not.
Now that I have written, I can see the state of my hand writing, I must type so that my readers can read it.
Can I read my own writing? Only sometimes but I know write as fast as my mind is thinking, then most of the time I get carried away.
What a state of my writing.
What a state of my mind.
Who wants to read my hand writing it's too messy?
Who wants to read my mind, there's too much rubbish inside?
I feel guilty about the things I write about but anger inside me comes out on paper not on people, only people who have hurt me.
Sorry to my readers whose read on paper, it's what's going on in my mind on to poetry
. 12.7.2009

GUILTY WRITER.

My mind thinks too fast for me to write or my mind is blank.
Love and pain the only things I write about, animals,home,family education, career, love and so the list goes on of the subjects that I write.
How many readers are interested in what I write?
Who knows! Sorry
Please let me know readers on your comments in an email, thank you.
You can write what you like, then I will reply back to you.
I am a dyslexic writer, words may have the right letters but not put in the right places.
My mind can work over time or not at all. 12.7.2009

SORRY I TOLD YOU I LOVE YOU.

Sorry I told you, I love you, am I going too fast?
How wrong was I to think you'd tell me that you love me?
How selfish was I to think of only my own feelings?
In future I will accept what you want despite of how you feel about me. 12.7.2009

LOVE HURTS.

you can't help who you fall in love with.
It's just accepting it if the person doesn't love you.
No matter what feelings of love is hard to control.
No matter how much pain is given, you don't give up until the feeling of love has gone.
Love is there as long as it wants to be. 12.7.2009

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK?

What makes you think I am free to love you?
What makes you think I still love you?
What makes you think that I can go through that pain again that I let you put me through time and time again but no more.
If I hadn't have walked out like I did, you would have still been walking over me.
I would be still sitting back waiting for you to love me again, I have been a fool long enough.
Now it's too late for you, it does not stop me loving again but I don't love you.
How much more pain do you think I can take? 12.7.2009

MOST POET'S LIVES.

Writing, drinking and smoking.
We love the stuff that's not good for us, as I sit with a bottle of Becks in the Moon Under Water in Wolverhampton.
Writing poetry whether we feel happy,laughing, angry, sad or mad.
( Why?)
Today I have been feeling down enough to write about what's going on in my head. 12.7.2009

IT TOOK YOU SO LONG.

What took you so long to to tell me that you love me when it's too late?
I don't think it has sank in that I have told you that I don't love you anymore.
For years I had always been there for you, in fact a lot of people had told me you weren't right for me but I was right for you, may be they were right in telling me that.
You may love me now but you will stop loving me, like you have a thousands times before, which means you have never loved me at all.
I have learned what you are like, when it comes to changing your mind about your feeling towards me, it was causing me pain and hurt.

Sorry, I can't go back to get myself hurt again, my trust is gone in you.
You should have known what you wanted in the first place.
If you love me why do you keep on finishing with me and going back to me, that's only pretending to love me when you don't.
I must have been blind to think that you loved me. 12.7.2010


IT WILL HIT YOU ONE DAY.

Why do you only seem to want me when you have been drinking?
When you are not drunk, you change your mind about the way you feel about me.
You change your mind as many times as you change your soaks.
Don't you understand that I am finding it hard to come to terms, i don't love you to built my hopes up , now I don't built hopes up with anyone:I never say never ever.
you have hurt me enough as it is, you shouldn't make it harder for me by you ringing me when your drunk.
It's no good saying you want me back when your drunk because you don't feel that way when your not drunk. 26th July 2009 


STOP FIBBING TO YOURSELF AND ME!

I understand you like your drink, don't a lot of us.
Now you need to cut your drinking down as you have a lot to take on at home.
Too much drink makes you do and say the wrong things.
When you drink far too much, your not yourself, your not you your someone else.
You say you want me when your drunk but you don't.
The drink is doing the talking not you.
Yes, I know when it comes to the next day, you have thought about what you said sorry about last night, the next day you have a complete change of mind from the night before.
Just be careful other wises you could be disbelieved when you are telling the truth. 26th July 2009.

A DIFFERENT KIND OF COW.

There once was a cow that had a calf.
The calf went to have a drink off his Mother.
Suddenly the calf could not taste any milk as he blew a turn walking round the field.
" Mummy Mummy, I can't taste milk but I can taste and blew music."
" Why are you making such a loud nose, son?
" I am hungry so I better have a drink off another Calf's Mother."
" OK son, whys that?"
" You have a pair of bag pipes underneath you, I better ask the farmer to call the vet, this is not right for a cow."
" Don't bother son, I am alright, we are in Scotland, we are Scottish cows, moo moo (boo)."
Mrs Cow herself called vet on her mobile phone because she was worried her son wasn't getting any milk, she didn't think it was right him getting milk off another calf's Mother.
The tune was so loud, it was keeping the whole farm awake.
We Wish you a Merry Christmas was blowing out in the middle of July, Mother started to get even more worried about her son.
" Alright, I will come over to have a look at you Mrs Cow."
" No, Doctor Vet, please look at my son?"
" Your son is alright Mrs Cow, he just needs milk to grow that's all."
" Look at Mrs Cow, I have never seen anything like it's not good that you have a pair of bagpipes to feed the baby, you should have nipples, the baby needs to moo louder and grow some more."
" It's good him having not any milk though, Doctor Vet!"
" That's no problem, he'll have to have milk off another cow, that all Mrs cow."
" How long does he have to blow for?"
" As long as it takes for the bagpipes to turn back to nipples, which could take until next new year, Mr Cow."
" Oh goodness, it's only July now, it's ages yet."
" Well I only said roughly Mrs Cow, sorry it's not very often we come across this kind of thing, Mrs Cow." 
Mrs Cow's bagpipes was even blowing, the bagpipe were blowing I wish you a Merry Christmas without her son blowing on them.
The tune even kept the whole Scottish farm awake all night long, which made Mrs Cow very guilty indeed.2009

KING OF POP, MICHEAL JACKSON.

It was a shock on Thursday 25th July 2009, when the world lost you Micheal.
I am so lucky to have been a born from the Jackson 5.
Your first song with the Jackson 5 was 'I WANT YOU BACK' it came two weeks before 7th October 1969, I was born 24th October 1969.
You kept your career going for 40yrs, which was as old as I am now.
The KING OF POP shines in the disco light.
I loved your music in the Jackson 5 and your solo career.
Thank you very much for the music, Micheal. 12.8.2009


YOU WERE SO BRAVE.

You were so brave to walk and sing on the stage with what you had been through with you Father behind closed doors.
The world has heard about the hard times you have had over years, we are sorry we thought you were always happy because we always saw you smiling.
You told us to smile even when things are going wrong for us.
Thank Micheal for been so strong for us. 12.8.2009

FACE THE WORLD.

Face the world with a smile.
Hold back the tears and the pain.
Don't hide behind closed doors.
Show the world you can face them, don't be scared.
Thank you for those words, Micheal, we say good bye and rest in peace with love.
You don't need to worry anymore, your stress from the Media has now gone forever.
Thank Micheal for all the work you had done for us, you sang all the great songs our King of Pop.
Your music will live forever, we love you in rest and peace. 12.8.2009


Freedom.

We are human beings.
We are born to live then to die.
We live only one life so there for we should have chooses how we live our lives.
No one should hold our chooses against us.
We should be accepted in society whether we have disabilities or not. 12.8.2009


LIFE IS NOT THE SAME.

Life is not the same knowing you have gone Micheal.
Once I watched and listened to your music on YOU TUBE I can't get off the Internet.
Micheal the world is empty without you.
Let's hope heaven is in a better place for you, 'EARTH' was.
We miss Micheal with love. 12.8.2009

WE ARE ONLY THIS EARTH ONCE.

What are we doing here?
Why are we here?
Life is what we make it, when you have a choice to make it how you like.
A choice we like in life to make us happy.
There are times what has to be has to be, therefore there are times we don't have a choice, then life isn't what you make it when it's controlled by society.
If we can't make the choice on earth then we will have to make it if there's such a world as heaven.
In your memory, people know you as a person.
In your death, people need to remember the good in you. 12.8.2009


The character

What do you see god when you look at me?
Why did you make me?
Would you agree there's a character in me?
Why did you bring this disabled world to me?
Thank you god for making me.

Am I the human being you wanted me to be?

What are you seeing and thinking when you look down from heaven to earth at me?
You see a human being who is not very wise.
How can you see me god with those far away eyes?

As a human being I am sitting here still.
I'm human baby, child and teenager inside an adult who used to dribble her food and make no reply.
You look down from heaven to earth in a loud voice saying I wish she'd try.
Did you ever you used to notice the things I used to do like loosing a sock and shoe?
Did you notice the things my family used to do like feeding and bathing me all the days through?
Do you still see the baby in me?
If you open your eyes god I'm a disabled person who has or should the rights to live my life the same as other people and that's the same for other disabled people too.

I will tell you as the human being sitting here all through my childhood I could not see a brother and sister with me.
It was the beginning of my teenage years when my baby sister came to me.

No sign of my Father until I was twenty - one all my family were there for me from birth.

When I was a young girl of sixteen I used to dream of wings underneath my feet dreaming of the man I'd marry, how wrong was I to think such a thing. I was just too blind to see but what will will be. Never say never there's still time for me but I have also learned not to build my hopes up you see .

When I was twenty - eight I thought my life was over I thought it was too late, even though I was in love with a man who wasn't right for me.
I may go through pain in my life like everyone else but I pick myself up and move on.
I believe there's always someone for someone.
Only you god can tell me what my future is to be.
When I was a young woman of thirty I thought I'd live a normal life to be.
I though by the age of thirty I'd be rearing young of my own but now I have seen the world today it's not a safe world for children to be.
Being disabled is stopping rearing children like everyone else I just needed the support that was all.
Not everyone is lucky to have their dream home and lover to be which has taught me not to live in Farly tale land to be.
I must say it would be nice to be with a gentleman who will bond with me to love forever endlessly.

Now I am nearly forty the years are rolling fast.
I have walked out on one man who was not meant to last with me but now I have learned to see what happens when tomorrow's door opens.

Who knows where I will be when I am fifty, will there be the man for me?

My dark future will be upon me so I will now try to live my life without regret.
Loneliness and old age will give me so much to dread.
While I'm still young enough I will enjoy the life I have yet.
Old age will not make a fool out of me, if that was so what a sad character I would be.
I don't expect people to feel sorry for me, old or young I must enjoy life while I am here.

I want my peaceful body crumbled away with happiness and grace but no pain.
Now and again I will look down from heaven to earth to see the people I leave behind who I remember well.
You must accept the fact that we can't live forever.
So open your eyes god open and see, under that disabled person is an able human being and she is a real character in me.
I will still write short stories, novel, play and romantic poetry. 1997 - 2016


TO FANNY BRAWNE LOVE FROM JOHN KEATS.

My future is very dark without you, I can't see the light of life at all.
I don't have any happiness to look forward to without you at all.
I don't have love inside me for anyone but you.
Fanny you are the sweetest girl of all.
I want to hide away from life, I can't live any longer without you.
Without you my dear I can't think very clear.
People don't like the fact that my feelings are so strong towards you.
They told me that you'll hurt me, yes you did when I caught you making eyes at another man yet I still foolishly love you all the same.
People think I should get on with my life may be they are right.
My feelings are here for you that I can't help.
Can I face tomorrow without tears?
Fanny if you want me to stay alive please give me your love. 1996 - 1997

Why do I like poetry?

I like poems because I can write about how I feel about life.
Mostly I write about love and romantic.
I try to be a romantic person but then I get hurt.
One thing you will lean romantic poets are loving people but the people they love can easy hurt them.
Poetry gets us through life.
A lot young poets have died young through not be able to cope with relationship break ups for eg John Keats.
Like everyone we have gone through a lot of good and bad which goes into our poetry.
Through childhood I dreamt of my Farly tale love.
I always dream of true love but I keep on learning by mistakes.
I now do my best protect myself from getting hurt again but I feel bed if I upset my partner and it never stops me from loving again someone who I love who loves me for me.
There's very few of us in this world who is lucky enough to meet the right person mainly today.
Even true love has it's ups and downs.
I hope we will do it right this time. Written 1996 - 1997.


If getting over the one I love is to be.If getting over the one I love is to be, I must get over the pain I am in.
It's very hard to get love when feeling is not something one can control.
No matter what they put you through you feelings do control.
It's hard to get over love that means such a lot to you.
He still means a lot to me.
New heart please come to me under the sea.
I must put the past behind, there must be someone out there who loves me a lot better than he did.
I used to think I had trust in love but I am not sure I believe in true love anymore.
The love I lost now feels like death.
My happiness has passed away.
I am so frightened to fall deeply in love again, I do not think I can bare the deep pain.
I do not think I want the chance of a high romance. Written 1996 - 1997.

Moving on and trying again.
This new lover of mine is very kind.
Now I have a new heart that belongs to mine.
Once upon a time Antonio was mine.
Lynn took Antonio's heart away from mine.
I did not think she was very kind at the time.
Looking back now she was very kind, I can get on with this lovely new life of mine.
My longest relationship has gone may be this relationship may be even longer.
I don't want him back anymore, a new love has come to my door.
I live my life everyday hoping that my new will come my way. Written September 1997.

He no more any love of mine.He walked walked out my life after two and a half years, with another lover on his mind.
He will never find another love like mine, he was warned that he was making a big mistake.
It services him right, now it's too late for him to love me again.
Now I have a new lover he's very kind I hope he knows his own mind. Written September 1997.

0h please stay with me, please never leave me.

Oh please stay in love with me until the end of our time.
Other men have given me such a hard, it's muck up my mind.
Please promise me not to leave me alone other wise I will cry, I will take my own life.
Your always on my mind, I love you and miss you all the time.
After having goodness knows how many boyfriends ended it with me leaving me so sad and blue, I don't think I can't get through.

I love you more than just a true friend.
Please can I trust you as my true boyfriend?
I really want a love who will want me forever.
I only hope that you are the gentleman for me.
Please do not rush into our love, I'd hate to lose you so much.
It's seems to me that you are so true, that you won't leave me blue.
One day at a time I slowly hope to become your bride.
Please please please give me loads of plenty of time.
Please don't worry darling, I never dream of ending it will you. Written September 1997

Sunday, 28 June 2009


When we were lovers.

What a kind sweet gentleman he used to be.
Whatever has happened to we?
He was full of love, happiness and joy to be.
He used to be a lovely gentleman and boy.
He still has lovely brown eyes.
People think he has lost his mind.
People think he's gone blind.
Now that I have lost him, I am very weary who I find.
What if they don't replace the love I lost?
Where's the man's voice that made me laugh?
Where's his handsome face that made me smile?
Where's the touch of his arms?
Where's the touch of his charm?
Where's the man who walked me home in the dark and the rain.
Where's the man I'd dreamt about in my sleep without a doubt.
Where's the man who beauty me every time he looked at me. written 1997

My lover has gone forever.

My lover has gone forever, my history fellow.
I feel lonely without Tony Romany.
Is everything going very slowly?
Sadly enough I won't be able to love Tony Romany ever again.
Isn't he a dear fellow, feeling under the weather. written 1997.

I love the sea. 

I love the beach and the sea.
The beach and the sea is a romantic place to be.
I love the sun shining and rising over the deep blue sea with a lovely yellow sun set.
I think it's the place to be.
I love the yellow sand; it's lovely to lovely make sand castles with children by the sea. 1997 - 2000

I try to be romantic.

I try to be romantic, that's the way I want to be.
If it's not right for women to be romantic I won't be, I will only show my feelings out in poetry.
My feelings towards someone who means a lot to me yet I don't mean a lot to him anymore, he loves another woman.
He hurt me very badly.
I can't help the way I am I was born to be soft and romantic yet I can't help who I fall for either.
He may well rip my heart into a thousand pieces yet I love him like there's no other man on this earth.
Now I find it hard to stop writing poetry as my feelings are uncontrolled.

Believe me that man was not as special as I made him out to be in this poem, I only thought he was. How blind was he not to understand how much I loved him but how blind was I to not understand that he did not really love me? Then we may have just loved one another as much as we could. We were both blind in our ways in our minds. written 1997.

If only I knew whether you are right or wrong for me.

From the day I first met you I thought you were the right person for me.
You left me sad, lonely and blue.
You know it's true that even now I still love you but you don't feel the same way anymore.
I don't understand why I still love someone who has not got the time a day for me.
Sometimes I feel like locking myself away in my bedroom and never coming out but other times I feel lonely.
Live in the bedroom with a kettle, food, toilet but I need to cut down on my heavy drinking.
Not seeing the world again to get away from pain is how I feel.
I don't feel very strong at all, there doe not see to be an end to all this but there must be an end to pain somewhere and somehow.
Surly I can't keep on feeling depressed like this, there's got to be light at the end of the tunnel somewhere.
All I do is write pages and pages of romantic poetry about you, it shows how mad and crazy I am about you which makes me mad and crazy when you don't feel the same about me.
How strange is that?
I feel ashamed to love someone who does not love me but my feelings have so much control over me.
There must be someone better out who loves me for me but I find it hard to believe that I will love him because foolishly my feelings are still with you.
I must love the wrong man, what is it about love it just blinds you?
Now you have gone, I must move on I must carry on without you.
It's hard to do because I miss you so true.
Everywhere I stand I see lovers kissing and hugging everyday.
They must think I have lost my way. Written 1997.

I need help!

I need help to build my happiness back.
I need joy back in my life again.
I need help to end sorrow and pain.
It's hard to know if I will see a better day tomorrow.
The only way I can get on with life is write about how I feel about in my poetry day by day.
I know I need to help myself but I believe that will happen slowly.
I am not alone in this happiness, joy, sadness and sorrow.
It happens to every man, boy, girl and woman.
When problems have everyone needs their family and friends round them.
When help is given, things get taken on people when someone is stuffing from a break down.
The good thing is that you end up helping someone to get over the same thing as what you went through. written 1997

I miss my high romance.

I once had a high romance I'd have it back if I had a chance.
I don't think I will ever have the chance to get it back.
I will sleep, then see what tomorrow brings.
Before I sleep I puff the pillows up and weep.
I don't dream anymore, my dreams have turned to nightmares that's why I can't sleep.
I have nightmare of been hurt and nightmares of been alone.
I don't have any feelings of love to let out, I am just mixed in my mind.
I only have love inside me for one person but he does not love me.
My beauty in love has been loved but lost.
Now there's no beauty left to love.
May be I thought I was in love but I was not.
It's hard to know If I am in or out of love. written 1997

Lye in bed.

I lye bed wondering what kind of future I have left.
I'm trying to think about what I should do next.
I am trying to work out what is the right thing to do.
I never forget the first day we met it was the happiest day of my life yet.
My mind is so mixed up and confused about you I can't rest yet.
When you told me it was over, I knew I had lost you for good.
The sadness feels like death.
Very happy memories of you never forgotten.
I wish happiness and love with your future loves.
I know I can't change how you feel you love her not me. written 1997.


THIS IS THE REAL WORLD, NOT A DREAM WORLD.
In fairy tale stories they say you have to kiss a good many ugly frogs to find your handsome Prince.
In my case I believe I have kissed handsome princes who have turned into ugly frogs.
Believe me, believe me not, I think my days of kissing handsome princes have gone.
Because I fear every handsome prince I kiss will turn into an ugly frog.

All the lovely things I used to dream, I thought would come true.
Now I am unhappy that everything I ever wanted hasn't happened to me and no chance will it be.
I blame myself; I fell in love far too young.
Little did I know everything was going to turn out wrong?
Now I can't love at all, because I am frightened of getting hurt again.
A male and female friendship forever more.
I must keep away from those ugly frogs. 1997 – 2000

GOOD FRIENDSHIP.
This may be only friendly love, but to me it is good enough.
I don't think you need a boyfriend and girlfriend to love.
Male and female can still share a friendship to love.
My friendship will be here with you for however long you want me to be close to you.
I will never go away from you, unless you want me to.
I know we have been through the same thing, I know what you are going through.
Trying to move on from the people you love or loved is very hard to do, but somehow we must get on with our lives and get through.
We must try and see a future for ourselves the best way we can, but believe me I do understand that is very hard to do but all the same we must get through. 1997 – 2000

LOST LOVE.
There's nothing you can do when you lose the person you love.
All you can do is learn to move on and meet a new love.
When long love is lost it's hard to move on.
No matter how hard it is you must move on.
When short love can come before you look.
It is so important to be loved.
Love can't be made, unless you make it.
When love goes down the drain, it can't always be saved.
For goodness sake you must be brave enough to love again.
Love can cause you so much anger, hurt and pain.
Sometimes it's hard to love again.
Sometimes it's hard to live without love and be lonely.
Without love in many ways, life isn't the same. 1997 – 2000


I LOVE MY MAN AND HE LOVES ME.
I love my man he loves me.
I care such a lot about him and he cares such a lot about me.
Ups and downs are to come that is part of life to be.
If it's to be it will be, if it's not to be it won't be.
I hope and pray it will be.

Upsets are sure to happen, but I hope between us we will do our very best to put whatever problem we have right.
He isn't just my lover; he is also my best friend out of all males.
I'm sure and hope that he feels the same way as I do about him.
I hope and pray that we, what future we have to be, bring us love, relationship and friendship. 1997 – 2000

 CRYING OUT FOR LOVE.
I must move on again.
Please give me any reason why I shouldn't love someone and someone should love me?
Why do I feel as if my days of love and romance have gone for me?
Is there something wrong with me?
How can I share love when no one is there to share love with?
I can't give love to someone when he isn't there to have love from me.
Whoever you may be, if you're faithful, kind and good looking please come to me?
I don't mind having serious or play full love, as long as someone can give me some kind of love, I will be happy to play or stay in whatever way.
Just any kind of passion that comes my way.
I don't mind playing the field or having forever loved. 1997 – 2000

MY LONGEST TRUE LOVE.
My true love once had a heart that gave me so much love.
I had this heart and I really truly enjoyed his love.
Now he doesn't have a heart anymore, because he isn't now my love.
He's now with someone forever and for good.
He's not my true love anymore, but he was my first serious love.
That I will never, ever forget.
I don't think he will find another love like me again.
I don't think I will find another love like him again. 1997 – 2000


DRAGON.
Watch your ps and qs when you are talking to the dragon.
She may well blow smoke at you and burn you if you get on the wrong side of her, she can have the Irish dragon inside her.
Don't be put off by her; she has a nice side too. 1997 – 2000
GUILTY AND HIDING FROM THE TRUTH.
Going quiet on people when they talk.
Never caring about people's feelings.
Lying to hide away from the truth, because the truth hurts one.
One is shamed, one is in the wrong.
For one to tell one, but to get someone else to tell one. 1997 – 2000




The single rose. 

When the wind blows it opens one single rose.
When the rain comes down the whole roses are very washed down.
When spring has just started lovers have ran.
When summer is on it's way lovers pick roses everyday. September 1997

Lovers.Eating ice cream on a hot summer's day in the park.
Eating fish and chips, kissing and hugging wrapped up warm on a cold winter's night in the dark.

Eating pop corn in the back seat on the back row hugging the night away.
Drinking in the pub getting drunk, hugging and kissing September 1997

I love you madly.

Hello my lovely laddie, I Love you so madly.
I hope you don't leave me so sad.
Why I am I so mad as a lass to meet such a lad?

I may as well lose love from start to end.
One way or the other I will manage to be loved again and dumped again.
I once ended up with a laddie who went off with another.
We fell in love for two and a half years, after that I had so many fears.
It took me a long time to move on, now gladly and madly I love another laddie. 1997 - 2000

The voice of homeless people.I can't cope any longer, I don't have any money to live on.
I keep on feeling sick because I am not eating a lot.
Please save my life!
Please give me a home!
Please me a job and career!
Please give me a normal life like all of you! 1997 - 1998


I wish love was forever.

I wish love was forever on earth and in heaven.

I was so wrong to think love is forever.

I was so wrong to wish love is forever.

I must be strong enough to accept that love is not forever. 1997


Will you stay with me?Will you stay with me, then everything is mine and yours to share?

Please stay with me, I love you more than just a true friend!

All my life I have been going round in circles.

Men have driven me round the bend.

I need someone to stay with me until the end.

Please don't cheat on me like many of the others, I have had enough!

He was such a loser going off with another woman.

He's off his head, what earth does he see in her?

Please don't rush into a relationship with me?

So many men have played with my feelings. 1997 - 2000


The way of love.You can change your mind as many times as you change your socks.

You have given me so much love yet so much hate.

It would nice to have someone who loves me for me, not someone who messes my head with dirt and rubbish.

Now I should move on and see what's round the condor from me. 1997

Love has been blind.
Love has been blind too many times.


Many times for me, love has been thrown in the bin.

I thought you were the man of dreams.

You don't love me as I thought you did.

I thought I was lucky enough to have a love like you but I was so wrong. 1997


Life.Life can be full of beauty and love.

We must live for the stars above.

Flowers, romance and love.

The night can be dark but the day can be, that is the ups and downs of love.

Here comes the morning light when things are going good.

Here is the dark nights when things go bad.

We see beauty of flowers by the sunlight.

The love of a bright red rose that becomes far too close.

To forget lost love forever more is not always easy to do.

The law of love and beauty.

Now I won't love again as I can't love you. 1997.


Happiest is what we want.To want happiest is to get happiest.

Happiest starts to want inside your mind.

When happiest comes it does not always last, make the most of that.

Sadness does not last either.

There are so many changes in life from happy to sad. 1997.


Poems for the year 1998.In 1998 to love with faith.

To started a career after love falling into a garden gate.

To love someone who loves me for me.

To make more friends.

To move on.

To enjoy life and stay forever young.

To be strong to ups and downs. 1997 - 1998.


The memory of love.The memory of love gives me happiest and joy.

The loneliness of your love gives me sadness and sorrow.

When you kissed me it was such a joy.

Your passion was like a sudden dream that seemed never ending.

Now your not with me anymore, I must have had a nightmare.1997

Love has been blind all my life.You may have been heard of but you won't be found.

You had the chance to carry on loving me.

It's now far too late if you want to love me again.

I have took my freedom to love someone better than you.

Now that I have flown my wings I hope this love will be right for me but plenty more fish in the sea if not.

You can huff and puff as much as you like but you won't blow my house down.

I missed you when you had gone but not anymore, I have moved on. 1996 to 1997.



Friendship.

A loving friendship bet ween a man and woman not a heavy relationship at least while getting to know one another.

Companionship is a loving feeling towards a friend, when two people love one another.

They care about one another.

They worry about one another.

To give what's missing out of life without being too serious.

To love in friendship as much as if relationship.

To learn if you can trust one another in a friendship in order to have a relationship.

To love one another very much without rushing into a relationship.

For a man and woman full in love in friendship with accepting whether it turns into a relationship or not. 1997 onwards

GUILTY AND HIDING FROM THE TRUTH.
Going quiet on people when they talk.
Never caring about people's feelings.
Lying to hide away from the truth, because the truth hurts one.
One is shamed, one is in the wrong.
For one to tell one, but to get someone else to tell one. 1997 – 2000

I LOVE YOU, DO YOU LOVE ME TOO?
Your hair is blonde, so soft and thick.
Many times I have reached out for your love to tell you.
" Darling I love you so true."
The problem is that you are not with me a lot to say.
" I love you so true too.
Now I have to wait until I see you again.

I love you so true.
I hope and pray to god that you love me to so true too, but I think or know you do.
Three little words saying I love you can make you feel so special.
So can those three little letters.
Poetry is not where I can spell those three little or big words. 1997 – 2000

A man I thought I loved and lost.

There was once a lad I thought I had.
He was so charming at the time I thought he was the man.
He was such a bad lad, I must have been mad.
In the end he made me so sad.
When he was not in my life anymore I was gland.
He was such a Jack the lad, he went after so many girls with so many curls.
He put his untrue charm that didn't get him very far.
He lied to me; he told me he had a flash car that also didn't get him very far.
His name was Preen, who pretended to been keen.
He wasn't keen, he was mean.
He's a loser, who doesn't give a dam about any woman only having their money off them.
He was a con man and woman beater, user and abuser.
We talk about the man, gentleman and mouse, Preen wasn't either of them Preen was an evil rat!
He would sleep with girls, frightened them and give them fear of other men.
He would talk about their private life; he would break other relationships with a knife.
He gave me so much fear for many years in the relationship I had after, I am only just starting to trust now.
I was on my own for six mouths after me and Preen finished, I never thought I'd love again.
I regret ever knowing him let a lone going with him.

My next lover was alright but even though I loved him I had a job to trust him which drove him to another woman in the end.
I said to myself for a long time to be friends with someone and see how it goes.
I want someone who will get me over my fright and fear after all those years.
Did you get me through this dear?
No you didn't I got over it myself somehow.
I want someone who understands my problems, someone who has been there himself.
Now I have long come terms with what Steven Preen put me through but it took good many years to get over that.
He once loved me no he didn't it was a silly nightmare of mine.
I wanted someone who cared about me and who could help me come out of my problems.
My partner after Steven coped with it for a while then he could not stand anymore and then he came back to then now it's clashed for good. Written 1997 - 2009.

Marriage.
Marriage should full of love and support.
Nine out of ten marriages end in divorce.
Marriage should be full of happiness and joy.
Marriages should be full of laughs not cry.
Marriages should be full of a girl and a boy.
We must accept love and marriage is not a bed of roses.
If it was perfect it would be boring.
Like all walks of life, marriage is either a success or it is not. Written 1997



I put my head in the sand.
No one seems to agree with my way of thinking when it comes to love so now my head is in the sand and my thoughts are kept to myself.
My head is in between hands I may not make the right choices in my life.
There seems to be no where forward than feeling as if I am sitting inside a train as it's driving through a dark tunnel that has not got to the light, it seems to go on forever.
There must be an end a dark tunnel somewhere.
Turn on the light please or is there no light?
I am scared of the present and the future.
I feel very lonely and very sad.
A lot of frights and fears are inside my mind.
Every time I tell people my thoughts it does not pleases them but it's pleases me, what pleases them does not please me, it's just time to wait and see or life is the end 
 for me.
I understand people are only protecting me from getting hurt but my feelings have control over me, can't they see?
How can I love without being blind?
I may as well do what I want and let people talk all they like.
One thing I feel like is living my life in sin, no man does not seem to be right for me and I do not seem to be right for them. Written 1997.

I love you dear. (That’s what they all say.) 

I love you dear.
You’re lying to me dear,
I am not like the rest of the men dear, and you don't have a thing to fear.
Oh no you can't be true to me dear; I am not that lucky every man hates me.
Don't be silly dear, you fear too much dear.
I love you dear, I don't hate you dear. Written 1997

The last time I saw the man I love.
Whether he still loves and cares about me I don't know.
Most of all I know he does not want to talk to me.
He's mind seems very twisted to me.
Surly he can't have got over me just like that.

The last time I saw the man I love he seemed so confused.
He seemed so full of guilt and hurtful pain.
He has a new love, why isn't he happy at all?
Why does he seem unhappy than what I do?
There must be many men out there as true as he used to be.
Where are these men to be?
Why can't I find the love I want for me? Autumn to winter 1996


My soft mind.
I can't believe that I believed a dream to be true.
It now seems like and a nightmare but it's the truth.
How silly I was thinking you loved me but you did not.
The fact you have gone out of my life it hurts because I still love you.
It's true that I knew you but a silly dream that you loved me.
I feelings are far too strong to forget the memories.
I find it hard to believe that I thought you were a gentleman. Written 1997.


The love he found made him blind.
The man I loved who I thought was a gentleman I loved him.
I must have been dreaming because I don't think he loved me.
He is in love with someone else now but it all must be his head, he is so blind to her like I was to him.
He could do better than her but she does not have to be me, she needs to be someone who does not make him blind to the rest of the world.
May be he could meet better than me.
May be I'd be blind to the sunshine in my eyes. 1997




Does my new love still want me?

I wrote a letter, does it make things worse or better?
What would he do if I turned up on his door step?
Will he love me more or less? End of 1997.

Is my love blind?
When I have fallen in love I have always been blind.
Being blind is always at the back of my mind.
I feel love sick yet I could be blind.
There so many emotions going through my possible blind mind.
Am I blind enough to not know that my love may die?
I hope that my love will stay alive.
I hope that he will always be mine.
No matter many years I have loved I have always been blind. 1997 onwards

I hold my pen to write romantic poetry to you.

You do not love me anymore; this was why I had to walked out your door.
Falling in love with someone new is very hard to do after having been in love with you so long.
If ever can fall in love with someone new I'd still spend the rest of my life writing romantic poetry about you whether come back to me or not.
It's hard to believe that I will love anyone more than I loved but I still do.
My voice of love if we will ever be lovers again will speak romantic words to you.
All I am saying is those romantic words from me to you; my hand is holding the pen to write these romantic words to you.
The pen is giving the paper the romantic touch to you, the words just flow off my pen.
You have broken my heart and my mind is unable to think about nothing but you.
Why do I love you so much as you hurt me so much?
Yes I know what you said, “Sara loves someone else, and you can do better than me."
Yes you’re right what you said but the way you hurt me, my feelings won't let me.
May be I will become stronger one day you will see. Written late 1996 to mid 1997.


Love.
Love can be bitter, love can be sweet, and love is a feeling of one or the other.
Love can change in many ways day after day.
Love can be blind, love can be unkind.
Love can be a memory to remember but sometimes love will never be the same again.
When history love has gone it is time to move although some lovers love again.
Make the most of happiness while it is still here it may not last forever.
Before you know it happiness goes quicker than what you think but it could stay long than what you think or forever.
Nothing always happens the way you want so make the best of what you have got that you do enjoy.
Dreams can be wishful thinking.
Do be thy brave let's love again not to be left out of love in any way.

When I lost my longest love, my heart was lying broken and still. 1997 - 1998 


I am so deeply in love with you.One love is like a wild rose.
You keep me warm when the wind blows cold.
There is a happy song in my heart; my heart is full of love for you.

I am a lassie who loves her dear laddie.
I hope that you will always be faithful to me my dear laddie.
I am so deeply in love with you, it feels so true.
I can not believe that I have had so many loves that have been untrue; I hope you are not like them.
I will always love you my dear.
I will love you forever until the day I die.
When we have both died our love is close together in heaven just the same as we are alive.
I want to be with you by the deep blue sea, until the sea turns gray and dry.
As love goes on see the sunshine on the deep blue sea.
As we hold hands on the yellow happy sand, I will make you feel more than a man. 1997 – 1998


We were two lovers together.
We were two lovers to together who went everywhere together.
We were together so long on and off.
Our love for one another was so strong.
Our love failed yet very little went wrong.
We may not forgive one another as lovers but we may as friends.
We hurt one another bad.
Memory of my young love in my head the happiness, sadness and sorrow.
How on earth will I face to tomorrow because the pain will still be there?
I never want hurt a man again; I must have driven him away to love another woman.
It takes a lot of bottle for me to carry living on this earth.
I can't love again, there's no way forward.
The future scars me.
There will never be another man for me.
He is not all to blame I must have done something wrong for him to go another woman.
May be I am better off not loving again in case I drive them to other. Written 1996 to 1997.


Every girls dream and nightmare.
It's every girl's dream and nightmare to become a bride.

Not every girl is lucky to meet a man of her kind.

Not every girl meets her prince charming the love of her life.
When becoming a man's wife it can be a story of a woman's life.
The amount of years good girls have to wait to be a gentleman's wife.
Having been a gentleman's wife it is not what we think might.
Some days can be a rather unhappy site to be a man's wife.
A wife might end up blowing into her kite.
Girls would you agree that a lot of men can be mites. Written 1997 – 2000

I love you Antonio my longest lasted laddie.

I love you Antonio my longest lasted laddie.
Why did you go off with another lassie?
You know I love you so madly and sadly.
Now I will never ever have another laddie.
You broken my heart you mean Romano.
I fell in love with you so madly, gladly and sadly Antonio.
You are such a baddie but I love you.
I must be blind not to know that you'd treat me unkind.
Don't you have any love, care understanding on your mind?
I so very much wanted to be your bride so I must get that out of my mind. Written 1996 to 1997.

When you are frightened to love but frightened of being lonely without.

You are frightened of being alone but frightened to love the days and nights seem dull.
The future never seems to come because it's hard to believe that things will get better.
You are worried about getting hurt all over again which brings sadness and pain more and more.
You can feel shame, anger, guilt and happiness can be the only word that you aren't feeling at that moment.
You know that you’re not getting any younger and the future seems dull because the present is.
Trying to think about when you were happy is hard.
I can see myself just being an old maid because I can't seem to have trust in men.
Lynn you have taken all my happiness away I hope you will be happier with Antonio than I was.
Antonio you never told me your reason for going off with Lynn, I guess I was never good enough for you.

I just need to learn how to get you out of my head and get on with my life; I should not have hung around where I was not wanted.
When a relationship has ended after such a long time it becomes a big shock.
Finding the best happiness is hard to find, it could take never or a long time.
Could you be wondering
what could become in the end. Written 1997.



Granny

My Granny used to sit and talk to her friends and family in her chair.
Like all Grannies she she'd fall a sleep in her rocking chair like a baby sleeps in their cot.
Now Granny's chair is empty and bare.
My Granny has think sliver gray naturally curly hair.
She used to talk looking at you through those lovely kinds’ eyes as she would stair.
I'd even feel lost without seeing Granny mostly when I go to her house where my Father lives.
I'd even saw my Grandfather, Father and Uncle after she died.
Like Granny's funerals we went to say good bye,
I did not cry because she would not wanted us to cry, she lived a grand old age of eighty - three. 1997 – 2000


The big tiger.

The big tiger will bit if he needs to bit.
You will wake up in the night with a fright.
The big tiger seems to have evil eyes.
The big tiger also have very bright orange stripes.1997 – 2012

I treasure only one history love I had.He is just a poor confused man who does not know what he wants in life.
He is a gentle, loving and caring gentleman.
He gave and took the best he could.
I am more grateful with what he had done for me in two and a half years.

He used to be a romantic wild red rose so now that's the best he goes.
Flowers on every birthday card he send me he chose.
He used to make me feel like the lady of his life.

I loved his smile that made my love for him worth while.
He used to be a very wise man.
He gave me so much love that I can't believe that anyone else could replace.
The love I had for him I treasure by my lonely heart.
I know life is life but I wish we were sharing love together in our hearts.

Now those days are over, my heart has to cope with happiness, laughter, joy sadness and tears.
Happy history is not forgotten to me, it's worth being alone until I can move on to love someone better, new and get rid of all the pain I am going through. Written 1997.

Love and War.
Husbands and boyfriends go to fight at war.
Wives and girlfriends waiting at the door.
What if he falls in love with someone else?
What if he dies and does not pull through.

Oh god I will cry, oh my oh my.
The baby cries, no milk and why?
No money to buy milk.
Now I need my true love even more and more.
Is that him knocking at the door?
My word darling I need you more.
Five years at war is a long time.
Please darling can I nurse you wounds.
Cheer up darling you have won the war; there is not a war anymore.
I will nurse you darling more and more until you are well, I would not dream of letting you dwell.

Loving arms from the man you love who served his country.
No more weeping tears.
It's just look if he's still alive.
Peace at last.
The future is now what you think about.1997 - 2001 - 19.8.2012



Why do I fancy you?You are my hero of my heart.
The more I see you the more I love you.
You are the most important person in life.
You mean the wide world to me.

You make sure that I don't come to any harm.
You are the only gentleman that cares for me so far.

Every night you are in my dreams.
Everyday you are in my heart.
You are my only dream lover of all.
You are the only gentleman that is part of my flat as well as part of my life.
I never ever want to lose you, I love as mine until the end of my time.
Please give me a call as a friend if that's what you want!
Please never ever forget the way I feel about you.
To try carrying hard as a close friend is hard but that is nice for the rest of our lives as long as I am with you.
If we were to have been lovers it would have been just as lovely.
What does it matter as long as you give some kind of love?
This is what we have always had from another love whether we have been friends or lovers.
It would be a big surprise if you were to become the lover of my life.
I will live with whatever you want me to do as long as you are close to me.
All I can do is think of you and dream about you every day and night in every way. Written 1997 - 1998.

The love has come back to my heart.My love has come back into my heart but I know that we live so far apart.
We must not upset the apple cart, we will look forward to seeing one another when we do. Written 1997.

Tonight I will sleep without you but I will still feel your love.
I wish now I could win your love for good.
You are too far away for me to love but I love very much.
I really hope our love will never ever end. Written 1997.

Love calms.
Love is like a breath of fresh air for a lad and lass to share.
When you are young you can never know how long it will last.
Love can be such a painful thing.
The dart hit the human love of his heart.
 Written 1997

When my lover has gone away.
When my lover has gone away, my whole life feels as if it's going down the drain.
What have I got, I won't want to be lonely but that's the way it is?
At the moment I need help off my friends.
I just need a man to love.
Could be any man?
In 1997 I though Ian Hutchinson was the man for me.
Would I believe in love at first site?
I am yet to see it once and the last time in my life.
That is a good question, I wish I really knew the answer. Written 1997

After a long time crying.After a long time crying, I awake my crying eyes into happy eyes from my sleep.
The sere ct is that I love you again, I think I am falling back on my feet after a long crying sleep.
I faint back in my seat of the thought of being loved again.

When I awake again from a long nightmare, I open the curtains ( What do I see?)
I see the hot sunshine looking at me with blue blossoms on the tall trees.
Open the windows for fresh, smell or the blossoms.
Finely walk my lover in here, I am in the arms of the tender lips that will kiss.
His tender eyes appear with his tender happy smile.
He has a lovely sweet smile.
When we are together our hearts become on fire, only cold water can cool our desire. Written 1997.

Coming to terms with you and me apart.
I know I could not forget you if I wanted to.
I could not stop feeling in love with you.
When I did not see you I still could not stop loving you
.I could stop caring for you. Written 1997.


Which is it to be love or loneliness for me?
Which is it to be love or loneliness for me to be?
Plenty of people have told me there are plenty more fish in the sea you see.
The amount of loves I have loved, I hope I will catch the fish or will he catch me?

There's always a fear back in my mind that my fish may jump back in the sea as they mostly do.
To be brave is the way to aim to be, otherwise I will always be frightened to love again. Written 1997.


Close friends.Although our love is ended can we please be very close friends?
Even thought we have caused one another so much pain, why can't we be close friends.
The tears I have cried are very hard to explain but it's time to move on to be with the people we really love and be happy.
One must bare the pain the best way because things will never be the same again.
Why make ourselves unhappy by bringing things back how were because we won't win?
We have tried so hard to love one another as lovers it just has not worked the way we wanted it to.
My ring will be on my finger until the day I die.
Heaven will be the place I love again.
Close friends is how you and I will stay forever more. Written September 1997.

I have had a lucky escape.I have had a lucky escape, a lassie has taken my laddie Antonio away from me.
Now I am happy to say I have my new lover on my way.
At the end of the day happy history memories have melted away.
I hope I will be just as happy with this lover as I was with the other.
My new happiness washes my tears away.
I just hope my new lover is here to stay.
My old lover really truly hurt me.
I am glad to say that Antonio has gone away.
Now at last slowly my life is getting back together again.
It may well not be the same as what it used to be like.
I know deep inside my heart, I have had a lucky escape.
I never ever want my old lover back again.
I hope my new love won't turn out like my old love.
I will never forget the day we met on the 16th May 1994.
My older lover and I fell in love at first site, we should have known it was not right.
Now I have had a lucky escape I can move on with my life. Written 1997.

What is love, where is love?
Love can be full of romantic wonderful things.
The happiest times should be when the birds sing in spring.
You just catch the right fish in the sea, that can be hard to be.
Sometimes love can end with anger, sorrow and pain.
Sometimes love can be such a strain.
Sometimes love can be anywhere to be.
Sometimes you can met love in the most strange places to be.
Love can happen anywhere to be, it could be under the sea. Written 1997


How I remember you.
You used to have a heart.
I had your heart.
Now you don't have a heart anymore.
Now you don't love me anymore.
I don't think you ever will love me now. Written September 1997.


He has gone.He has gone out of my life.
I am very sad and very lonely without him.
He left me for another lassie.
I wonder if he still thinks about me? I shouldn't think he does.
I have a very sad feeling he'll never love me again, may be he never did and never will.
My eyes are full of tears after two and a half years.
I don't feel as if anyone is here but me I feel so alone.
I do not feel as if anyone else is out there for me.
No one and not even me can bring him back to me.

I lye on my pillow, wondering what the future will bring and whether my life is worth living or not.
I may meet my next true love under the sea but I wish it could be he.
He has gone out of my life forever, I do not know whether it makes my life worse or better.
I wish he'd send me a letter then may be I would feel better knowing how he really feels.
My heat wonders and breaks.
I wonder whose living a worse life me or him. mid autumn to early winter 1996.


The open rose that goes. ( part two.)I used to feel sad to lose your love.
Now I am glad that I have a new love.
I lost the ring you bought, I don't know where I lost it but that's when I knew that our love has gone for good.
Then I found the ring onto of my wardrobe.
Why should I give it back to you?
You bought this ring for me.
Why should I live my life in sin because of you?
I am loving again without more difficulty. September 1997


Is Mr Mate worth the wait?When me and you slit my life fell to bits.
I have never felt the same since.
I never thought I'd ever want to love again.
After a long wait I have met Mr Mate.
I just hope Mr Mate was worth the wait. Written September 1997.

I'm the lover of my lad.I'm the lover of my lad.
I hope spring is around then condor.
It would be great for us to hear the birds sing. Written September 1997

My longest love.I used to try to sleep but could not I just used to weep.

When morning has risen I could not hardy eat.

I used to think I had nothing to look forward to, the winter was so cold and dull without my longest love, I would just weep even more so.

I used to wonder what to do with myself the depression was that bad.

I wanted to give him roses.

I wanted to give him love.

The long cold nights were lonely and not very nice without him.
The hot summer nights lovers were on their way.
Here I was too frightened to love again, I needed to cool down in my den.

Now I am learning to understand that we are not right for one another after all.

Now he has gone out of my life, I love again I just hope he loves me better than he did.

Now I feel I have a better fella. September 1997.





Fiction stories.
When I saw any fields of woods as a child I thought of Red riding hood walking through.
When the light was turned off at night I thought of a frightened little girl, which I was frightened too.
When the teachers read me the story of LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD when I was in boarding school. I was looking for Little Red Riding Hood in the dark.
I would also be looking to see if the big bad woof was coming out of the wardrobe every time the wardrobe opened more and more.
The woof and wardrobe were inside my mind after LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD was read out to me as a very small child.
The wardrobes in my bedroom at the time would slide from side to side I where was at the time. There weren't any woods outside but later on in my childhood but family lived in a house in the woods.
At bed time I cried because I was frightened of the big bad woof in the dark.
I thought the story of RED RIDING HOOD was a true story for years.
What is true, I am still unsure whether to I believe in ghosts or not.
Have MOST HAUNTED really shown ghosts?
People thought I was very silly in the days I believed in Farly tales.
Society is very unsure what the truth is.
When it comes to television it all used to seem to like things were going on for real but no people acting the stories.
It took me a long time to believe that most stories are fiction which is imagination. 1997 - 2000

Farly Tale verse.

I used to dream about what love would be about when I was growing up.
I used to dream about meeting my handsome prince.
Now it feels as if there's no such thing as Farly Tale land which there is not.
I must accept that there's no such man as Mr Right.
I used to think he must be my king and I must be his queen.
We would have had plenty of princes and princesses but now I am glad it did not happen in this day and age.
One day I woke up knowing that I had a Farly Tale dream, which turned out to be sad but may be in a way is a good thing. 1997 - 2000

Cats and mice.

Cats live in out of doors with their muddy paws.
Cats claws on their paws can be so sharp.
Cats sleep on the beds, chairs and on the floors.
Cats, eat anything and everything.
One thing is that cats that they chase mice.
Most cats give people a present of mice which most people do not find it's very nice.
Most people may agree that mice look sweet but not when they are after their feet.
Most people think mice are not nice when they are after food, they are little mites.
Mice go in the kitchen, in the food, under and over the tables. 1997 - 2000

Frogs 

Frogs look rather bright and green.
For me to see green frogs look rather nice.
You never see a frog through the fog on a dark cold night.
A frog is not there through the fog he is a sleep keeping himself nice and warm.
You will see frog night or day when it's pouring down with rain. 1997 - 2000

The weather.

Everyday the weather changes from better to worse and worse to better.
When you wear a rain coat and umbrella the sun will shine.
When you wear shorts and t shirts the rain will come down with shame.
If the weather stayed the same, it would be a boring game.
All the same you can never win the weather game.
If it rains all the time you could never cut the grass.
If the sun shined all the time there would not be any water, the garden would never grow.
What's the point complaining because we always complain about the weather?
It's either too hot or too cold, it's never just right, there's nothing in between in Britain, it's never just right. 1997 -2007

On a winter's morning.

A winter's morning can look like night not morning.
The cold can put people off going to school, work, college and etc but life goes on.
Early winter's cold mornings always make it hard for most people to get out of bed.
Later on in the morning the sky goes dull gray then turns to black late afternoon.
What nasty winters' mornings we can get. 1997 - 2007

We are disabled, we are happy.

If you are in a wheel chair, you want to be able to walk.
If can walk you want to be a faster learner.
If you are middle aged or old you want to be young.
When you feel sad you want someone or and thing in the world to make you feel happy.
If you are happy you want to make yourself happier.
Like us all I can be happy sometimes but other times I am sad I need something or someone to cheer me up. 1997 -2007

January.In January the cold wind is sharp you feel as if your neck has been cut in half.
The cold air causes so many sore noses and plenty of nasty colds.
I miss the coal fires to keep us warm. 1997 -2007

I hate going to the dentist.

I hate going to the dentist, I hate the hooks bet ween my teeth.
It's a good job the dentist is every six mouths, I don't think I could stand it everyday.
I do not think I could take it very much. 1997 - 2000

My Mother tells me.

My Mother tells me I look just like my Father.
There's only one way I don't look like my Father, I have not got his big nose.
If I had a bread and mustache I'd look even more like my Father which would be very strange with me being female.
Why don't females have breads and mustaches?
The reason why women don't have breads is because various glands and hormones in woman's bodies deliberately act to prevent growth.
Men glands and hormones act to promote growth of breads, only history of man can tell you that. 1997 -2000


What animal am I?

My ears are long and flat.
My coat is fury and fluffy.
I wag my tail when I am happy.
You feed me food and water in my bowl.
You take me out for walks.

What animal am I?

My ears prick up forward when I am happy and back when I am sad.
You feed me with hay and water.
You muck out my stable.
You clean my tack.
You groom me.
You ride on my back.

What animal am I?

I have two legs not four.
I build a net to lay my eggs and I babies in the spring time.
I wake you up four o,clock every spring morning.
I also wake you up on summer mornings.
I'm asleep in the winter time because of the cold.
I may come out at Christmas time in the cold, I am red and I think white.
I may even sing all day long before I lay in my nest to sleep at night.
I could be any animal that flies.

What animal am I?

I am black all over and it's known that I should bring you good luck.
I still wait outside your door to come inside your house.

What animal am I? 1997 -2000

Moving on, moving life.When a bird moves from standing he or she flies the nest.
When a dog awakes from his or her bed it's time to eat and drink.
Never give up on life because one way or the other you will get through.
At first you may feel as if you are going out of your heard.
Break downs hit some people worse than others.
Be strong, give it time.
You never stand still forever your feelings will change sooner or later because standing still is not the skill.
Life changes like a chapter of a book, there's never going to be one page or one chapter of your life.
If life stood still forever, it would never be filled.
 1997 - 2000
When I get old and Gray.Stress of broken down relationships will turn hair from brown to gray to white.
When I get old and gray, my days will pass away.
I hope my beauty never goes away.

I will still read and write stories, poetry, plays and novels.
I will still study psychology, biology and sociology.
I will sit in my rocking chair knitting the rest of life away.
I will be wish that I could turn the clock back, by wishing and had not of done most things in life.

Will we be happy, smiling, laughing , joking and loving?
I hope so I love you far strong to throw it away.
I hope you really love me.
 Written 1997 - the 21th century.
Animal Maths.
Horses have four legs.
Dogs have four legs.
Cats have four legs.
Cows have four legs.
Sheep have four legs.
Hens have two legs.
Ducks have two leg.

All together twenty - seven leg which includes a centipede, which is one hundred and twenty - six legs. My be not because I am not very good with maths. Written 1997 - 1998.

Spring.Spring is a wonder thing when the birds sing.
The sheep have their young lambs that jump everywhere.
The ducks lay their eggs fresh.
The birds and ducks lay their eggs in a bed of nest. Written 1997 - 1998.

I love spring.I love the sounds of the birds that sing in the spring.
Many lovers have started their time to court in but my time is over now.
The lambs are born as the they jump off the spring board. spring 1998.

Birds.The birds wake up very early at 4.00am every single spring morning, singing at the top of their voices.
The whole world knows that it's a sound spring when the birds sing.
The whole world is a wake with the look of the light mornings, as the flashing lights have turned themselves on. spring 1998.

I am a human being.
I am a human being, I was born in this world to be with all of you just like you all were to be born in this world to be with me.
I was once a baby like you all.
I smile, laugh, cry, feel happy and sad like human beings should do.
I walk and talk a lot just like a lot of you.
I went to school just like a lot of you because of been special needs teachers didn't have a great deal of time to teach me.
I know I am not the only one who is a bit slow, there are a lot of people in my shoes.
There many people who have disabilities apart from myself.
Having a disability is the only way I am difference to many of you otherwise I am a human being just like many of you.
Can't you see that people with disabilities should have equal lives to others?
When I left school I had to cope with this big wide world and I got there in the end.
I have learned a lot more since I left school than when I was there.
Like yourselves I have been through a mixer of good and bad over the years.
I have made mistakes just like everyone in this life.
I just like to put these mistakes right in life before it's too late.
No matter what is right or wrong, like yourselves I still live in this mixed up world. 1997 - 2000
My childhood.

On my fifth birthday party, I lived in a flat with a table made of out of pine which has always stuck in my mind.
I remember having the dolls Tiny tears and Baby alive.
Baby as alive seemed like a real baby when you fed her food as she moved her month when she was eating.
When I put the spoon in her month she made a funny nose. Written 1997 - 1998.

My love to human kind.We all have a our talent in our family, even me with a disability.
My step sister Holly Wood is a great artist.
I like writing and art work, I am not anything really I just like writing and drawing what's going on in my mind.
My God daughter and co son Stevie Bea she is a good artist too.
The men I have loved and lost go into my poetry book. Written 1997 - 1998


Trees, I am a tree.
Outside my house I have old trees.
I wonder how the old trees are.
My house is rather old , it was built in 1929.

When the sun is out there love me.
There are a lot of people around to be happy and enough the sun like me.
I either feel too hot or nice and warm.
I think many human beings, animals and objects feel the same way.

When the wind and the cold is here my leaves sadly full off the trees, change color and die.
That's when many trees feel sad and lonely.

Once all my leaves are off me on to the grounds, my branches are cold and bare through the long winter.
It's like waiting to wear my pretty dress in the summer mouths.
Winter is full of messy cold and ice.
I love, care and attenstion just like all nature. Written 1997 - 11.8.2005

Mothers.No matter what you do in life Mothers seem to be always right.
Mothers tell you but you think you are right.
Never feel ashamed because your Mother was your Grandmother's child, had to be told by her Mum too.
Trying to find the right boyfriend or girlfriend to please your parents is hard work. Written 1997 -2000


Who is always there for you?
You may think you can live without your Mother but can you?
Parents can be like your partners you can't live with them and you can't live without them.
If you have a problem Mother s are always there to care and share with you, well some things anyway.
I felt leaving home was the best thing I did even though it was with my Mother's support but spend too much time together you do each others' head in.
Life is how it suits you.

Mother always knows when you have made a mistake.

Sometimes parents and children can do one anthers' heads in, mainly Fathers and son, Mothers and daughters.
My Grandmother my Mother's Mother told me that she and my great Grandmother used to fall out over my Grandfather.
My Grandmother said to me I was wrong going with your Grandfather, you great Gran was right saying I should not have gone with him or married him but my Gran divorced my Granddad in the end.
My Gran said the only thing I have to thank your Grandfather is your Mother, your Uncle Tony Aunity Vicki and my Grandchildren.
Only you can sought your own mess out, only you can find out for yourself.
Let's hope the next stage of life is right for you.
What is right the end of the day? who knows! Written 1997 - 2000

Who does everything for you?Who has cooked for you all your life near enough until you met you husband or wife?
When I am with my Mother she always there to care about my problems.
As long as my Mother is alive she will know when I need her there.
I am an adult with a disability some things I need help with some things but not others.
It's a fact my Mother has known me since I was a child I am only human just like her and everyone.
No child can live with their family but an adult need their family just as much mainly when they have a disability. Written 1997 - 2000

Mother's day.I am an adult but deep down I am a teenager, I am a child and baby just like all human beings.
I can't live with and without my family and Mother.
The loves me just like my Mother does and love them too.
I may worry my Mother and family but no human being is perfect neither is life.
A Mother is a child in herself she is her Mother's child. Written 1997 - 2000

Mother and child.Mother never fear I am well and I here.
You have been here to get me over fears over the years.
You were an older child Mother but you were too young to had me, you were seventeen.
My life started with the child who is the Mother of me. Written 1997 - 2002

Rats.Rats are fury and black.
Rat can be very fat across their backs.
Down the rat holes the rats go hiding from been eaten the witches. Written 1997 - 2000
Young people today.We live in a dangerous world today, even walking down your own street is a risk of death.
Not all children are bad but a lot of children are not tough right from wrong like children used to learn, the government has gone out of control letting the children go out of control.
Children and teenagers are not the only ones out of control adults can be too.
It's hard to come terms with today's way of life but whether you are a child, teenage, adult or old person your life is in risk.
Your a loving caring parent and they can still do the opposite to what you want, as soon as they become teenagers they start to be their own people who could be anybody. Spring 1997 - 2000


What happens tomorrow?Today the world is full of hurt, killing and pain.
Yesterday the world was full of happiness, laughter and love, where has that all gone.
What will be tomorrow would be like if today's world is bad?
Will the world get better or worse?
You want children to enjoy themselves the way they want and be safe.
If today is bad, tomorrow could be worse but then let's have a positive mind to say it's got to get better after it's get's worse.
Life is for living and it goes on however it wants to but it's how we make it too.
When your child is an adult, you will be worrying about their safety even more.
Sometimes we have no choice but to treat them like children anyway because of how unsafe the world is today, even though we want to let them go completely free. Spring 1997 - 2000



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