Poetry in mind

 What is poetry?

Poetry is an art of language.
Poetry is a way of words.
Poetry is thoughts that come from the mind.
Thoughts of expression.
Thoughts of communication.
Writing than talking.
Poetry is talent.
You write how you see things as well as drawing and painting.
Word can be expressed in stories, novels, plays and etc. 1.1.2015

happy New Year 2015.

Now we have blown away 2014.
2015 on New Year's day is blowing the hangovers away.
It's a winter dull and grey New Year's Day.
Christmas and New Year seem like a long Bank holiday yet it comes and goes so quickly.
As the old year goes, you wake up on the 1st of January except for things to change but they don't as if you expect to see a different world. 1/1/2015

Now it's New Year's Day. 

Now it's New Year I recovering from plenty of beer on New Year's eve.
The future is so unknown.
Close the door yesterday and look to today.
We just need to get the winter out the way.
The days and nights are far too short.
New Year's day is quiet because people are recovering from the night before. 1/1/2015

The new year is here: January is here.

We woke up on the 1st of January New Year's day 2015 blowing up a windy storm.
Every twelve months seem to fly by faster the older you get.
Now I'm recovering from New Year's eve the rainy storm is changing from light to dark.
Roll on the spring when we hear the birds sing, winter is such a depressing thing. 1.1.2015

So I need to make a new start.

I need to make a new start this new year with this blog with my poems, stories, reports and etc.
I want children, teenagers, and adults to have their own poetry page.
It's hard to believe we have been in the 2000s now for fifteen years. 1.1.2015

I miss you more than just on New Year's Day.

I miss you enough as it is without not being able to chat with you online but I understand we will be online again in time.
It's so sad to know you are in hospital mainly on New Year's Day.
Even though we live so far apart we will be together soon again someday.
When you are in love soon isn't soon enough but then it will be worth the wait.
New Year's day is even colder without you.
The wind and the rain are all too much. 1.1.2015 - 2.1.2015

Writer's block.

If you want to do a piece of writing and you’re stuck for ideas on what to write, here are ideas that may or may not interest you.

Maybe you would like to write about a place or a town that means something to you.

Architecture, traffic, gardens, and the atmosphere.

The neighborhood and local characters make the atmosphere.

A building in the town that interests you for whatever reasons. 

t could be an old picture house, town hall, church, or shop.

Smells, co-lours, and noises.

It may be the countryside, landscape, hills wood and etc.

Seaside place you like noises smells and etc.

Looking in the mirror, what do I see?

 When times are hard you seem to think they won't get easy but if you give it time some things will others won't.

 Not everything can be the same.

 You mustn't feel alone because you are not others go through not much different if not the same.

 No one can tell you other than you how you think and feel.

 They are so right you are so wrong but that's not always the case, there's a slim chance you could be right they could be wrong. 

 They know it all because they have all been there before.

 The truth is unknown, the whole world is blind.

The truth hurts when that's how you don't want to see your life but if you accept something else will turn out better than what you had in the first place.

  Feelings and thoughts are hard to control when you want something or someone.

No matter how wrong it may be you can't move until those feelings and thoughts have, the only way is to let go if you start seeing that it isn't right, which is the hardest.
It won't get better if it's not working.
 I never knew Keats was a poet.
 I had never heard of Keats before.
 I never knew his heart was broken just like mine but at a different time.
 I never knew he'd inspire me to be a poet. I was stronger than I thought. I coped with exams, stress, studying, with depression.
 As a twenty-seven-year-old English student, I walked along with the college library.
 What did I see? All I saw was Keats on a cover of a book looking at how I felt at the time.
 I read his poetry of broken love, which inspired me because he faced near enough the same as me.

I never knew he wrote about his feelings at that time.
 When I look at the picture of him it was as if I saw myself in the mirror.
 Until I read his work I had no idea that we had a poetry talent between us.
 I was totally unaware of what book I was picking up and what to expect inside it.
 Both of us lived in different times.
 I never knew he shared the same subject as me, romance and broken romance.
 That's when I knew I wasn't alone. He died of a broken heart,
 I didn't but I once thought I was going to. If he hadn't inspired me,
 I believe my talent would have been unknown.
Ode to a Nightingale' is my best poem by John Keats. 21.5.2012

I saw a bunny rabbit.

I saw a bunny rabbit jumping all down the street, he was a really nice bunny rabbit to meet.
As he jumped you could see his very long feet, he was very sweet. 2.1.2015

Bunny rabbit.

I'm a bunny rabbit.
I have sticky-out teeth.
I live in a hutch.
I eat carrots.
I can see in the dark.
I get so bored inside my hutch that I run wild when I am out of it. 28.12.12

Granddaddy Who.

I was in the sixth form of Penn Hall School twenty-five years ago. I have found it hard to tie my shoelaces all my life, this is no fun at all.

Getting ready for swimming and PE was a big nightmare in school.

All of a sudden Mrs. Hard shouted at me.

“Come along child, I want everyone in the minibus!"

I lost my temper because she was in a rush but she wouldn't help me tie my shoelaces.

" Can you help me, please Miss."

" No, you should know how to get yourself ready at your age."

Granddaddy cast a nasty spell on Mrs. Hard with his magic walking stick.

All of a sudden an old man with a bald head with glasses, he was holding a magic walking stick.

He came from just thin air out of the ceiling.

“My name is Granddaddy Who, now Mrs. Hard you tie your shoes!"

Mrs. Hard jumped out of her skin with shock, as Granddaddy who came down from the ceiling came up to the ceiling, she had out gone out of thin air.

"Ow." Screamed Mrs. Hard

Granddaddy had magic Superhero powers. December 2010

Able Mable turned into Marvelous Mable.

Able Mable turned into Marvelous Mable, she had a magic table.

Marvelous Mable made people's dreams come true, at Penn Hall School so long ago.

The magic table turned into a rowing boat that ran down the stream if you know what I mean.

A fish jumped into the boat as I screamed.
A very heavy rain full came down as a sudden sound and flash of lighting, as I jumped I got soaking wet.
The boat turned into a racing car as I drove very fast, then it turned into a plane, and as the plane blew up into a puff of smoke.

All of a sudden we had gone into thin air.

Marvelous Mable had magical Superhero powers. December 2010

Advice in poetry.

Absence makes the heart grow founder.

If you see too much of one another you fall apart.

The longer time apart: longer time together.

Action speaks louder than words.

Never promise what you can't do.

Never say one thing and then do another.

Always let someone know if you change your mind.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Eat something healthy every day.

Eat fruit, meat vegetables or fish.

Having at least a little exercise is the main thing.

What makes a man healthy and wise, as long as you keep yourself alive?

As you get older you should get wiser.

Why worry about having not enough money when you just have enough to live on?

Why ask for too much when some people have nothing at all?

A little bit of what you fancy does not do you any harm.

As you make your bed you can lie in it.

If you have a chance in life take it.

Don't play around; one can only stand so much.

You won't be left off the hook forever.

A bird in hand is worth two in the brush.

Be happy with what you have got, you don't need anymore.

One love is enough don't be greedy!

Don't date someone and promise to date another at the same time.

You can't always get what you want.

If you learn to live with not getting what you want, you will get what you want.

It comes to those who wait.

Early to bed: early to rise.

When you go to bed: you should wake up full of life.

20.1.2002

Memory of Eddie dog.

He was so fluffy.

He was so soft.

He was only nasty if anyone hurt us.

I and my family were the people who knew him and loved him.

He went to another home where he's well looked after, we are just too busy with our lives to look after him.

He loved to play ball.

He loved to go out for walks.

He loved to run across the park.

He hated being on a lead because he was a country and farm dog.

He would pull you around so hard and fast when he had his lead on.

He would only attack if he saw strangers.

Eddie, where have you gone?

I understand why you left us; we could not give you the happiness you wanted.

We are so sorry to let you down, I hope you are happy now.

Never forget us for the happiness we gave, we hope we gave some happiness.

We are always thinking about you, you are a lovely dog. 25.1.2002 - 12.9.2002

Eddie dog.

Eddie's dog loves playing with his ball, well with anything soft, which includes human's soft objects.

Eddie is a naughty but funny and nice dog.

Eddie needs his headlock on when you take him out for a walk, he pulls you too hard.

Eddie is getting an old boy but it never seems like, he does not seem to slow down.

He still plays with anything and everything he can see.

He still messes with people's shoes and socks.

When he needs a long sleep, he will wake up for his dinner and walk. 2001

I love the sun, sand, and sea.

The hot summer not cold winter.

Not too hot just warm.

Blue sky, blue sea, and yellow sand.

That says it all. 8.9.2002

Shep.

Old Shep was a Rough Collie dog brought for my sister Holly Wood.

Shep was a very good pet dog.

He was a lot older than the Rough Collie we had before, his name was Baz.

Baz was just a baby, we needed to calm him down. 2000 onwards.

Lucy.

Lucy had her kittens under the kitchen table.

What a black and white fluffy family.

They all had lovely fur. 2007.

Baz

az.

I remember Rough Colly Baz.

He was a wild running lad.

I used to run along with the garden with him so fast.2007

Letty.

I use to have a black cat named Letty but she had white under her chin.

Her eyes were dark green.

I don't seem to have a memory of her attacking me, she must have been very calm pus for a young child to play with.

I feel so guilty, I must have pulled her tail not understanding that I might have hurt her. 2007

Chewing gum.

I i remember the old school rule, no chewing gum in class.

No sticking the gum to your school desks.

When I look back the rule made sense.

Someone would throw in your hair, then it would be sticky.

As you walk across it was always there until the person to blame got the cane.

It would even stick to your shoes and clothes. 21st century

Child hood.

Some of us have a good children others have a bad yet you could have a mixed.

Adults tell you that school days are the best years of your life just to get you to school.

That's a load of rubbish in my case.

In my case like many children, I was bullied in school so school days were the worse days of my life.

You listen to the sound of the wind.

It's like a birds wing's flapping in the wings.

Water rushing like the stream river and sea.

I once believed the big bad woof was in the wardrobe.

I once believed that the troll was under the bridge.

I once believed there were Father Christmas's, rain deers and elves.

May be there might be some truth in fairy tales after all.

Watch out for the big bad wolf.

Watch who is outside your doors these days.

Maybe we should believe in fairy tales after all.

Maybe the people who wrote these fairy tales saw dangerous futures for us all.

If that's the case they are right.

Don't let it keep you awake at night.

Live life how you like.

Be strong and be aware of what's around you.

I am not trying to frighten you, I am just telling the truth.

I once believed that snowmen could walk through the snow.

I once believed that the fairies gave me money for my teeth so I hope they did but never gave me money for my earrings.

I lost so many pairs of earrings by putting them under my pillow.

You are a skeleton who swims in the sea.

Watch you don't get an electric shock!

Every part of your body comes apart and back together again like plugs coming in and out of sockets.

Is there more water in heaven than there is on earth? 2000 onwards.

You are a ghost.

Maybe it's hard to see in the dark unless you eat carrots.

Your name is unknown to a lot of people.

It's still not known if you were real or not, I think you are just a character in my mind.

I dream how life would have been if you were real. 2000 onwards. 

Henry IIV.

Henry IIV was on Most Haunted one night.

To think he had six wives.

He carried on marrying until he had a son.

He finely had a son went he married Jane Seymour.

She died after their son was born.

He had another three wives after Jane Seymour.

With Henry IVV, you never know he could be a dark horse. 2000 onwards.

Edar Allan Poe.

There was once a poet I was not born to know.

His name was Edgar Allan Poe.

He used to write his poems on top of a tree.

Did he write a poem called Poe tree?

As the years went on spelling changed to poetry.

Take no notice of me, I am just playing around with words to write Poe tree. 31st March 2007

Childhood.

Living life without a care in the world.

Everything was taken care of by adults.

Skipping, playing games, going to the fair, and building sandcastles on the beach all seems such a long time ago. When we are children we want to become adults but many adults want to be children again.

Suddenly we regret growing up so fast but just don't know what fun is when we are young until it's all gone. 21.3.2004

Animals.

Animals are loving to us.

Not everyone is kind to animals like most people are.

If you hurt them or you are strange to them they may hurt you. Some people can not be like you and me. That's their problem, not ours. 30.12.2003

The tiger and the fox have been chased by the horse and rider.

It was a cold winter's night. It was pouring down with rain and the wind was blowing strong.

Trees were falling down in the hunting field of Wales. The fox and tiger heard the horn hooting.

The fox and tiger ran to find the nearest hole, expecting the hunt to be rather soon. They were lovely and warm in their holes. They stayed there all night until the morning light.

Fred said to Ned.

“Let’s frightened the fox and the tiger!"

Ned said

"You so curl Fred, I'm an animal too."

Fred his Ned with his whip to get him to move faster to find the fox and the tiger.

The fox and the tiger thought they were in for a peaceful night until they felt Ned's feet tapping on their holes. Fred was shouting.

" I know that's your tiger!"

"I know that's your fox."

Tiger said

" I just want to go to sleep."

Fox said

" What a good idea so do I."

Fred told Ned he would not ride him again if he carried feeling sorry for the tiger and the fox. Ned did not care about what Fred said because the tiger and the fox were his friends.

" I will never speak to you again Ned."

" I don't care Fred."

Ned tried to make friends with the fox and the tiger but he lost them because of Fred. Written 2003.

Talking to the Graves.

Are you lying down in your coffin?

Is your coffin lid opening?

Is it hot or cold in your coffin or can't you feel it?

Are you reading the newspaper?

What did you look like in person, have you turned into a skeleton?

Am I just dreaming?

If only I knew your life story, if only I could put you into a fiction story.

You must be up there with your skeleton friends talking about heaven and earth.

I know I can't see you: maybe you are able to see me.

Maybe you were taken away. 19.8.2005

Bonfire night.

Weeks before bonfire night, you hear the fireworks keep going off all night; it gives us such a fright.

The good thing about it is that they give nights plenty of light.

People practicing before bonfire night.The flashing lights are so bright for your eyes. 26.5.2002

Granny

My Granny used to sit and talk to her friends and family in her chair.

Like all Grannies, she'd fall asleep 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 seen my Grandfather, Father, and Uncle after she died.

Like Granny's funerals, we went to say goodbye,

I did not cry because she would not want us to cry, she lived a grand old age of eighty - three. 1997 – 2000

The big tiger.

The big tiger will bite if he needs to bite.

You will wake up in the night with a fright.

The big tiger seems to have evil eyes.

The big tiger also has very bright orange stripes.1997 – 2012

I hate going to the dentist.

I hate going to the dentist, I hate the hooks between my teeth.

It's a good job the dentist is every six months, I don't think I could stand it every day.

I do not think I could take it very much. 1997 – 2000.

iction 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 was at the time. There weren't any woods outside but later on in my childhood but the family lived in a house in the woods.

At bedtime, 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 I believe in ghosts or not.

Have MOST HAUNTED really shown ghosts?

People thought I was very silly in the days I believed in Fairy tales.

Society is very unsure of 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

Cats and mice.

Cats live out of doors with their muddy paws.

Cats' claws on their paws can be so sharp.

Cats sleep on the beds, chairs, and on floors.

Cats, eat anything and everything.

One thing is that cats 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 asleep keeping himself nice and warm. You will see frogs night or day when it's pouring down rain. 19997 - 2000

What animal am I?

My ears are long and flat.

My coat is furry 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 my babies in the springtime. I wake you up at four o, clock every spring morning. I also wake you up on summer mornings. I'm asleep in the wintertime 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

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 bread and a 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 that various glands and hormones in woman's bodies deliberately act to prevent growth.

Men's glands and hormones act to promote the growth of breads, only the history of man can tell you that. 1997 -2000

Moving on, moving life.

When a bird moves from standing he or she flies to 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 heart.

Breakdowns 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.

The 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 my life away.

I will be wishing that I could turn the clock back, by wishing and had not 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 21st 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 legs.

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

Spring.

Spring is a wonderful 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 nests. Written 1997 - 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 awake 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, and feel happy and sad like human beings should.

I walk and talk a lot just like a lot of you.

I went to school just like a lot of you because of being special needs teachers who 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 are many people who have disabilities apart from myself.

Having a disability is the only way I am different from many of you otherwise I am a human being just like many of you.

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 they jump off the springboard. spring 1998.

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.

At my fifth birthday party, I lived in a flat with a table made 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 mouth when she was eating.

When I put the spoon in her mouth she made a funny nose. 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 are here my leaves sadly fall off the trees, change color and die.

That's when many trees feel sad and lonely.

Once all my leaves are off me onto the grounds, my branches are cold and bare through the long winter.

It's like waiting to wear my pretty dress in the summer months.

Winter is full of messy colds and ice.

I love care and attention just like all nature. Written 1997 - 11.8.2005

Rats.

Rats are fury, grey, or and black.

A rat can be very fat across their backs.

Down the rat holes, the rats go hiding from being eaten by the witches. Written 1997 - 2000

Fairly Tale land.

When I was a little I used to dream of being a princess meeting my handsome prince when I grew up.

How untrue can fairy tales be after living one's childhood believing in them? Written 1999

August.

The start of the middle of the August holiday season still goes on.

August is the third summer month but the eighth month of the year.

August is the last summer than cold in September may kick in.

Kids' holidays may start and finish at the seaside before they go back to school. Written 21.7.1999

September.

September is warm or cold.

September can even warm enough and less money to go aboard.

On the 21st of September, it can start to cold as the light nights go short to draw in for autumn.

The leaves are blowing off the trees to change from green to brown as the wind gets stronger. Written 21.7.1999

Why are some people homeless?

Some people are homeless through family rows.

Other people are homeless through broken-down relationships.

Some people may have children who have to become homeless with them which can be even harder.

Some people don't have any family and friends to help them out.

Some people are homeless from babyhood even from birth.

Some families don't care about their children.

Some children are lucky enough to get a second family home.

Some first families are found out others are not.

No one knows where the children were born, they can only guess where they were found.

Very few children are found today.

Years ago homeless children were found all the while.

Very often children became orphans and slaves which writers wrote stories about.

Stories like Oliver Twist, Jane Eyre, and Wuthering Heights were written the Bronte sisters and Charles Dickens.

These days there are not as many of these problems but there's still a lot to get better.

It's not half as bad as it used to be. 15.9.1999

Every picture tells a story.

Your mind is full of many pictures that tell many stories.

Even though you may be sitting down someone is walking in your mind. Now there is a street in your mind. When you go to talk about what's going through your mind it can be hard to talk about and put pen to paper. Once you become full of ideas you are writing so fast, your writing is untidy then it's hard to read if your work makes sense. If you are a person with a disability you may not be writing with your hand you may be writing with your feet and mouth. If you find it hard to write your idea you may draw you could use your hands, mouth, or feet for that. You could be painting with a brush as well as drawing with a pencil.

One way or the other your mind is full of ideas or blank. 13.2.2009

The fog and the frost.

This little boy named Jack got lost in the fog and the frost.

No one could find the little boy at all.

His Mother and Father called and called.

" Please everyone people called for our son." cried his Mother to people in the area.

There he was on top of a frosty hill.

The only way the police could see him was by a shining torch, it was so foggy and frosty that night.24.6.2000

It's a dog's life.

My dog's name is Eddie.

He is always ready to sleep, drink, walk and eat in a dog's life.

When you talk to him, he answers back with a woof. 26.6.2000

Unlucky child.

If you were a child in the 19th century, your school day will end at twelve.

What would you do next?

On the poor dull days, they gave you a lot of work to do.

Working down the coal mines, sweeping the chimneys, working in the warehouses, and cooking in the kitchen.

They would home from work as black as coal and dust.

They would bathe in the bathtub.

These children had a childhood, with hardly any time to play.

Nothing to eat but bread, potatoes, fat dripping, and water to drink.

A bowl of porridge for breakfast if they were lucky.

Sleeping on hard floors or living in cardboard boxes, not getting enough sleep.

Sleeping on hard floors. 28.6.2000

Animal's Lives.

It's a dog's life.

Cats have nine lives.

A fish swims until it's down.

A horse works hard of course.

A bird lays eggs in a nest.

Rabbits live in their hutches or they run wild. 21.7.2000

Weather two.

I am not looking forward to the winter.

I hate the dark winter nights.

I hate the dull and gray days.

The summer this year has not been good, this is what the 21st century brings.

First rain then shines in Britain all in one day. 12.8.2000

Human face and body.

Your eyes are here to see what is going on around you.

Your ears are to hear what is going on around you.

Your month is the say what is going on around you.

Your hands are to help you do what you want to do and touch what you want to touch.

Your nose is to smell what is around you.

Your hair is to keep you warm and make you look good.

Your head is on top of you.

Your brain is to help you think what you want to.

Your arms are to help you reach out to love someone.

Your chest is part of your body.

Your tummy is where the food goes down.

Your legs and feet are to walk with.

You have every part of your body a part of you.

Not everybody had all parts of the body. 24.2.2001 - 25.2.2001

Elephant.

He's a big elephant with a big trunk. He has very long feet. He's big enough for you to ride on his back.

When he lays down, he sleeps in the hot sun. 26.2.2001

Lion.

He's a big lion with hair down his front and back. His ears are so flat but he hears everything around him. His eyes are like cats but his eyes are green, not black. His nose is big enough to smell his meat.

The month is big enough to have a lot to eat. 4.3.2001

Squirrel

A squirrel has very big stick-up ears.

His eyes shine bright.

His tummy is very very fury.

His craws are very very sharp.

His tail sticks up like a brushy handful of fur.

He stands upon the tree eating nuts. 2.3.2001

Giraffe.

A giraffe has a very thin face.

He has very large feet.

He has long pointed ears and a thin neck.

He has very brown patches on his body and a long tail.

He has long narrow legs and feet. 26.2.2001

Hippopotamus.

A hippopotamus has a very long face.

His eyes are long very cross.

He has a very chunky nose.

He has a very big back and very short legs.

He has very long toes. 27.2.2001

Polar bears.

I really truly love the look of polar bears.

They are so white and fury like teddy bears.

They seem like such loving and caring bears.

They come from the North Pole and they roll about. 28.2.2001

Dogs.

Dogs can bark so loud when they are alone and have nothing to do.

Dogs talk shout, and woof.

" Hurry up!"

" Feed and water me!"

" Take me out for a walk, then I will go to sleep." 20.3.2001 

Autumn.

Autumn leaves fall from the trees onto the floor.

The wind blows the leaves are everywhere you walk.

Leaves are by footpaths and doors.

Leaves change colors from green in the summer to autumn golden browns. 30.4.2001

The wind and the storm.

When I hear the wind and the storm at night, I am so frightened of things getting damaged outside.

I heard the wind whistling through the night.

I wish you were here to hold me tight.

In the summer I hear the bird talking and singing to one another.

In the autumn storms, the leaves are shaking off the tree as they turned golden but soaking wet if it's raining. 21.5.2001

Camnant, days of being a  stable girl.

Long cold winter days and nights when the weather bits.

Short lovely hot summer like no other.

Carry the bucket through the house for water for the animals because the outside is frozen.

Mix the animals' feed.

Give the animals water and hay.

Time for breakfast.

Time too much out the stables.

Time to groom, tack up the ponies and horses then ride.

Time for a coffee at last.

Time to put beds down then give more hay and water.

Cups of tea after the afternoon ride, not forgetting lunch.

Time to give the animals their tea.

Time for baths.

Time for dinner.

7.30pm last minute hay and water for the horses.

Warm drinks and sleep to start again the next day. 8.6.2001

The weather poem 2001.

I can hear the wind and rain in December.

This was the weather on the 3rd December in 2001.

I will never forget the very heavy storm that kept me awake that night.

I would like to put the sun in the sky and make the early mornings light.

The trees on the ground cover them with green leaves.

At the moment the mornings and afternoons are dull and gray.

Dark early evenings you can't see your way.

Seven o, clock in the morning is as dark as seven o, clock in the evening.

The clock back or forward as the seasons change.

Every night and day is short, with no time to work and play. 4.12.2001

Time to sleep.

When it's time to sleep, I dream of a quiet life.

Enough money to be able to live my life, that's all I want.

Drink and talk with friends and the man I love. 12.3.2002

Queen Mother.

Queen Mother, Mum, Granny, Great Granny, and the people's friends.

A special lady who worked hard to keep people alive all through the second world war.

Without her there would not have been a world, we would not have won the war without her support.

Now she has the right to rest in peace at the age of 101 to 102.

She never had a lot of rest, peace, and sleep on earth.

My word she'll be missed by all. 13 .14.3.2002

Children of today.

It's such a shame we can't bring up children like we were.

If we do what most of today's children do, we'll be locked up for life.

There's no respect for anyone today in this mixed up world.

We try to teach them right from wrong but it's even the law doing that.

While the cat is away the mice will play.

There has been a big change since yesterday's children, what will tomorrow's children bring? 14.15.3.2002

Summer at last

The unhappy winter has on far too long.

Summer is here at last but goes far too fast.

The trees were well covered with green leaves that are dark, light and bright green.

The birds are singing in the leaves and the eves. 1997 - 2000

Just a poem.

How do you write a poem?

In a poem you can write the words that you love.

You write the poem on paper then type it out to put in book.

What subject can you write poetry about?

You can write about friendship.

You can write about love.

You can write about the stars up, high, down and above.

You can write about anything you want and anything that comes to your mind.

Poetry is a shorter way to show your and people's feelings about life without writing a story.

A story book is lovely to read and look. 1997 - 2000

Jonathan Swift 1667-1745.

He wrote about the ships sailing on the rough sea.

He must have been bought up into the world of sea.

The sails blowing in the wind.

He had epilepsy just like me.

I am so lucky to have tablets to cure my epilepsy.

There always a way of achieving things in life whether you have a disability, health problem or not.

You just need to get the help and support in what you want to do and show willing.

Years ago there were not any chances or support but a lot of frame people with disabilities achieved things at home because they knew society would not accept them but sadly their work was only seen after their death, society knew it was wrong then.

People knew they had things wrong with them back then but did not know what we do today. 22,23.8.2002

These poems are from Christmas short story, ' THE OUTSIDE CHRISTMAS TREE.' Based on times when Christmas used to be Christmas.

Christmas Eve.

It was twelve o, clock at Midnight.

The children were asleep.

Father Christmas came down the chimney.

Good boys and girls get Christmas presents.

Can you hear the bells ringing?

I hope you are fast asleep. 14.15.10.2002

Christmas Day.

On Christmas day Merry and Sherry opened their presents at three o, clock on a snowy Christmas morning.

The girls were half asleep but too happy to carry on sleeping, they could not wait any longer.

" The presents are not under the Christmas tree, Merry?"

" Why not, where is the Christmas tree, Sherry?"

" I think we have got up far too early, Merry."

For some reason, Sherry picked up the maroon curtain and looked through the window.

" Look, Merry, it's pure white snow out there and there's the Christmas tree."

" Don't be silly Sherry Christmas can't be outside, Father Christmas may have taken it down thinking we are not asleep."

" Look through the Window Merry!"

"So the Christmas tree is there Sherry, I must be seeing as I am dreaming."

" It's true, Merry."

" I know Sherry."

The girls opened some presents around the tree in the snow.

In those, there were very few children had for Christmas but they were still happy with what they did have.

Merry and Sherry had oranges and nuts but the Christmas being outside was a present for them itself that's how happy they were.

There were very few presents the girls could open before Mummy and Daddy got but they still had oranges and nuts. 17.18.10.2002

This poem is from another short story of mine called ' IN THE DAYS ANIMALS COULD TALK.'

Burt the bird.

There was a blackbird called Burt.

He sang in so many words.

He ate so many worms that were burned from his wife Mrs. Wormy Bird.

It was surprising his throat was not red enough to be burned and hurt.

Mrs Bird would boil all the worms in a saucepan.

The worms would be as black as coal. 29.7.2002

EVERYDAY GOD BRINGS A NEW DAY.

When you wake up in the morning light.

The weather could be dull or bright.

The day could be good or bad even a mix of good and bad.

Whatever kind of day we still have to face life, just can't hideaway.

No matter how frightened we may be every day can't stay the same, even though happiness is what we like.

Life goes on, the longer you leave the worse it gets.

Whatever is good it's worth making it better but don't make it any worse if it's bad.

Nothing happens overnight, it takes time and sometimes money.

I am not a churchgoer but I don't have a problem with people who go to church.

Everyone each to their own.

I believe when things are going wrong, where there's a will there's away.

There's a light at the end of the tunnel one way or another.

Life goes on however it goes on but life is what you make it. 21-27.10.2002

Art.

Paints

Crayons

Felts

Coloring pencils

Paper

Board

Frames

Pictures

Art is full of feeling and life, it works like poetry, plays, novels, and short stories.

Every picture tells a story. 2-19.3.2003 

Childhood.

I was an Autistic child but only very mild.

I used to cry when the light was off at night.

I used to cry when I wet the bed at night.

I used to feel alone even though I was not alone.

I used to hear voices downstairs, I did not want to miss out on a thing. 27.5.2003

Cruel world.

I know I am a Church of England.

Why did god, if there's such a man have to take you away from the world so early?

Why did you have to go before we met?

War has spoiled our life together that's never happened but has spoiled it forever.

No memory and no fun.

Not even one thing for you and me to look forward to.

No chance to see what I should have seen, still it was not to be.

Christmas, death days, and birthdays upset me more.30.12.2003

I want to Link this poem to my story ' TALKING TO THE GRAVES.'

I must talk to you, even though I don't know if you real or not.

I might be here, you might be there but either of us could be anywhere.

Whatever happened nothing has changed for us, it never will.

I saw you looking at the newspaper, you had thick blond curly hair

I started to feel something for you as a person but I thought I may have to control it because you may have a wife.

I knew there was never going to be you and me because you may be married or not for real.

To my surprise in my dreams you kissed me, I could not believe my luck.

The hard thing was I was given a choice between you and your twin brother who as well could be in heaven.

It was just a dream I had that turned into a nightmare, no one knows if you were a story or real that I will never know.

I was so much looking forward to seeing you when you would have come home from war.

Whether you lived or died it was either a nightmare or a dream but not really.

I was looking forward to making a fresh start.

At night, there are so many stars in the sky.

I really do believe that you and all good people in heaven are there. 30.12.2003

Animals.

Animals are loving towards us if we are loving to them.

Not all people are kind to animals.

Some animals like some people can be frightened of strangers until they get to know them.

Some people can be frightened of people until they get to know them.

Some animals can be frightened of animals until they get to know them.

Anything can happen in animal and human nature.

In a lot of ways, animals are brighter than human beings.

Most of us find it hard to understand animals, maybe animals understand us better than we understand them.

We are not clever to understand how animals talk but they can understand us when we talk.

If we hurt we can hurt back but animals can hurt people even harder if they hurt but you can't blame them.

At the end of the day, animals know more about what they want than human beings do.

Not all animals can stick up for themselves just like not all people can stick for their selves.

( Who will and can stick for animals been picked by human beings and other animals?)

Most people treat animals like soft toys rather than living animals.

( Why do pick on living things that can't fight back?)

We are frightened of something coming back to us.

We should not start it in the first place.

It comes only comes back on us in the end, we have to accept that it serves us right. 30.12.2003

Spiders.

Big black spiders.

Big black-bodied spiders.

Eight black legs.

Spiders come rushing without you knowing.

Some of us love them.

Some of us hate them.

Most of us are scared of them.

Some of us have nightmares about spiders.

Most of us catch spiders in jars and keep them as pets.

I am not scared of them, I just don't like them most when they are there when you don't know they are there.

I don't like them around me.

What about you? 12-16.4.2004

What flowers do I like?

Roses

Daffodils

Daises

Bluebells

Buttercups 26.7.2004

Go for it!

If it moves round in your hand, draw it paint it, and write about it!

If you want to do something in life, then do it, never waste your own or anyone less time.

Tomorrow will never come unless you make it come.

Today is too long without doing anything at all.

There will be no looking back, you cannot make yesterday into today.

If it stays, draw it!

Draw it with a pencil.

Paint it with a paintbrush.

That's the picture you get, that tells the tales and stories in words.

If you want to do something never waste time.

Tomorrow may never come, you sadly may well be gone.

There will be no looking back at a time that has gone past.

So go for it now!

You will never know what's around the condor.

You only live once go for it!

You may live to hear the tale. 1.6.2005

I went to bed with the clock as a child.

When I was a little girl, I went to bed with the clock.

I think I loved the clock more than my toys, even if I had the toy clock, I still learned to tell the time at three years old.

12 o, the clock was two fingers in the center of the clock.

0 to the hour were 8 to the hour.

Quarter to the hour was 9 to the hour.

10 past the hour was 2 to the hour.

Quarter past the hour was 15 to the hour.

20 past the hour was 4 past the hour.

25 past the hour was 5 past the hour.

30 past the hour was 6 past the hour.

35 past the hour was 7 past the hour

5 to the hour was 11 to the hour.

Even today I love the sound of the ticking clock.

I have a clock in my bedroom, living, kitchen and even on my mobile phone.

The only place there is not a clock is in the bathroom but I don't take them to bed with me anymore.

Oh, not forgetting my alarm clock when I get the right battery to help the clock wake me up. 16.7.2005

You are our loving friends.

You are our loving friends.

We can't borrow you.

We can't buy or sell you.

We can't fire you.

We can't do much without you.

We can have fun with you.

We can fool around with you.

We can talk to you.

We can do a lot with you.

We will always be around you.

We hope you will be around us.

Whenever you want us we will be there.

When you don't want us, we won't bother you anywhere.

You may think sometimes that you don't have friends but we and other friends are around you are placed somewhere. Written 1998 - 1999.

Thank you my loving caring friends.

Thank you for having trust in me.

Thank you for being trusting friends with me.

Thank you for listening to me and for what I have to say to you all.

Thank you for advising me and talking to me.

Thank you for giving me the life that I really want.

I'd like to think I can do the same for you.

Without you all giving me advice I would have cracked up.

I hope my dream will come true to love again.

Thank you for cheering me up when I am feeling down.

Thank you been there when I need you.

Thank you for being honest with me; I will try my best to be honest with you.

Thank you for helping me through disappointments in life.

I will be more than happy to help you in every way and all the way.

Most of all thank you all for being very good friends and thank you for being you. 1997 - 2015-01-02

Having friends.

Everyone should have friends everywhere.

Everyone's friends should be with them there.

Friends should be there to care for and do things together for one another.

Keep hold of your friends but love comes and goes.

SCHOOL BULLYING AND BAD FRIENDSHIPS.

When I was a girl my school days were the worse days of my life.

I don't know why adults used to tell me that school days are the best years of your life.

The day I left school I felt at peace.

School used to really get to me because in every school I went to there were bullies everywhere.

Bullies were my worst nightmare.

Bullies were the death of me.

I learned more out of school than in.

 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 a 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 losing a sock and shoe? Did you notice the things my family used to do like feeding and bathing me all day? Do you still see the baby in me? If you open your eyes god I'm a disabled person who has or should have the right 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 - 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 he came when I wasn't looking.

 I stopped building my hopes up. 

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 have gone through pain but I picked myself up and moved on.

 I believed there was someone out there for me but now here he is.

 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.

Not everyone is lucky to have their dream home and lover to be which has taught me not to live in a fairy tale land to be.

Now I am fifty plus 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.

Now I am fifty, now I have met to be.

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, novels, plays, and romantic poetry. 1997 -2022

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 clearly.

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 maybe 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

AN RY-MINE ESPECIALLY FOR YOU.

The first night I saw you my mind was thinking I like you before I even spoke 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.

So I hope their 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 for you if you want me to.

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 moo 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 slow which does seem to be good to a lot of people. Written 1993