Sunday, 25 November 2012

DAILY POEM "LOVE LETTERS"



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I recall the letters you sent me
when I was just a lad
perfumed color paper
made my senses mad.


The love you put into words
brought tears to my eyes
at the end of every letter
you left a beautiful surprise.


Fighting made it harder
never knowing if I would live
your words made me determined
the comfort it would give.


The war bloody and merciless
friends dying in their droves
all I could smell was perfume
and the pungent smell of cloves.


For many weeks nothing came
I felt sad and alone
desperate for your words
dreaming on my own.


When the mail finally arrived
my heart would pound wild
you are my one and only
my beautiful sweet child.


The war had finally ended
very soon we would be as one
memories are still vivid
as we sit beneath the sun.


Your letters kept me alive
spiritually you were with me
even when all around was tragic
you always made me free.


A young soldier in WW1 alone, death all around, having his loved ones letters to read on a cold winter night when the shelling and firing ceased for a few moments.



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Monday, 12 November 2012

DAILY POEM "NOWHERE TO CALL HOME"




Winter is here
comes so fast
the summer gone
it didnt last.


The Homeless fear
of endless cold
cowering for shelter
including the old.


Were will they go?
what will they do?
are we concerned?
not me or you.


Cardboard jungle
pitiful sights
forgaing for food
alcohol fights.


Many go missing
missed by who?
were do they go?
what do they do?


Begging on streets
annoyance of the rich
build them a hovel
give them a ditch.


Angry shoppers pestered
while buying their wares
hands in their face
ashen stares.


What do we do?
when hard times fall?
lying in entrances
feeling small.


Moved on by the law
nowhere to sleep
snow lying thick
hardened tramps weep.


Spare a though for these guys
who may not have a choice
on the streets all year round
never having a voice.



Winter has came along very quickly, this time of the year we witness thousands of people sleeping rough, starving, cold and desperate.
While we start the festive season, buy all our gifts, prepare for a warm family celebration, please remember, there are always people less well off than us, and sometimes through no choice they have to sleep rough.



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Saturday, 3 November 2012

DAILY POEM "CHILDREN IN NEED 2012"




Muffled cries of a baby
that no one wants to hear
no one ever listens
or sheds a tear.


Hungry and unkempt
Mother is out
left alone in fear
cannot shout.


Born to a World of pain
drugs and drink
God knows who the Father is
no time to think.


Just want to be loved
cared about
held in your arms
have no doubt.


But you want to drink
to forget about me
how I hold you back
you could be free.


When you do come
to take me out
its to visit your friends
and your "tout"


I am but an end
to your miserable existance
I bring you benefits
and hold no resistance.


Is it so hard for you to care?
to feed me, keep me warm
your eratic lifestyle will bring you down
judging by your form.


Someone take me away
give me some hope
I will die soon
as you smoke your dope.


My hunger and tears
are a thing of the past
I will leave this place
in peace at last.


You will follow me soon
you lifestyle dicates
I will meet you in Heaven
at the big high gates.



It is sadly a way of life, young girls having babies, whos lifestyle are rocky with drugs and drink, It is coming up to children in need in the UK, so this poem is a timely reminder of the anguish of child abuse of all kinds, it is up to us and future generations to stamp it out.



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