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2012 Poetry Theme Challenges#13 The Silent Voice |
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I apologise for being late with this challenge, but personal affairs kept me away from the internet for a while. It has also
given me chance to think about this challenge as I was going to run with living with a disability and in a way I am still doing
that but I want to focus on the unseen people who, daily, live with the problems of caring for a loved one who is less able.
Carers frequently put their own needs aside to meet the needs of the ones they care for, even neglecting their own health and
emotional well-being. So my poetic friends I want to run with poems about caring and thoughts for the people who are never seen
or heard, the people who care. Happy Quilling! Jemmy XXXX |
Aromatic Dreams
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Kathy AndersonThe silence of the rounds mesmerizes me As the weave I leave shows upon my sleeve In ever increasing and decreasing wefts It never barricades the yarns of hearts bereaved Where an ocean separates stitches of thee And we that can never be wove.  back to list |
Divena CollinsTo sit and peruse until hearts content When not disturbed without consent Where sunlight shines thro'a window Silence in thoughts shall evenly flow. Lost in a haze of imaginative glory Poetics converting dreams to story Emotional words of fantasies show Silence in thoughts shall evenly flow. A world apart from a future unknown Within active minds of memory shown Caught in whirlwinds images that grow Silence in thoughts shall evenly flow. A quiet corner is where they shall seek Where perfect rhythm share no critique It is there they shall reach a plateau Silence in thoughts shall evenly flow.  ----- Silence Chill Out So quiet is this day of perfect silence No birds are singing in the trees Something must be wrong Even the breeze dare not whisper It breathes of death. There is not even a murmur to be heard Of open mouths that cannot speak Something has happened Waves of the sea are without sound And ebbs in silence. There is but a haunting calm in the sky Throwing shadows of deep discontent That feels so strange World with out sound may be heaven Perhaps that is why.  ----- Silent Voices She heard a voice no one was there Softly were the words it had spoken It had come from I dont know where For the trees behind her were oaken But their spell of silence was broken. So gently flows an incoming breeze With whispers of a history to be told Wild flowers grew beneath the trees For a young maidens eyes to behold Who crept through undergrowth bold. Silent the voice that spoke in her mind Visions took over and had told her so Imagination was never very hard to find Where the rhythm of breeze`s shall blow A childs fantasy has much room to grow. She answers her images within herself Completely lost in her world of dreams Faeries goblins, and that of a wood elf Yet silence pravails to high extreme`s But within play it is more that it seems.  ----- World of Silence A world without sound of a birds song Or the gentle music of rustling leaves Raindrops dance from clouds belong Within a cloud bursts summer breeze A vision without sound a lifetime long Inflicted on the deaf is not a disease. The sound of music they cannot enjoy Nor the sweetness of a mothers voice Sign language only they shall employ For speach there is no varied choice But still have feelings sadness or joy Tears of sorrow and laughter rejoice. For theirs is a world made of silence With a gift of companionship known Strength of will with a built in defence With a love and affection not unknown Never had any need for false pretence For love within their hearts are shown.  back to list |
Jem FarmerSorry I can't come today, He's got a social worker calling I must be there. Can I raincheck lunch? His leg gave out on the stairs And no one else is here. Another time, But time is not my own I have his lunch to prepare. My career can wait His needs come before my ambition And now I am too old. Doctors appointments missed Too busy hanging sheets out to dry My own health left to decline. A pitiful sum Replacing a livable wage Duty of love keeps me there. My life Saved the government millions Yet my voice shall never be heard. ----- Who Else Is There Don’t ask me why I give the time to care, When only love can tell the reason why. I am the one, who stays when no-one’s there, And hides the tears a daughter has to cry, Her loving heart must have the strength to dare, When all the rest have said a fond good-bye.  back to list |
Ryter RoethicleHow long have I known thee, happily many months Rather than a few dark miserable days. The minute I see thee my spirits lift in happiness And you make me happy in so many ways. Your eyes light up brighter than a million candles When all I can do is look at you and praise. I praise all those that are working around you A sisterhood known only to a lucky few. My soul is lifted each time I'm within these walls My heart is at peace listening to the banter here To me it is merely another one of heavens halls The welcome, the advice helps all, lifting all fear. I see angels where most can only see a need. And I see you Charlotte, Queenly in your deed. ----- Where Are You Mum Where are you now the mother I knew? You know me not and break my heart! Rather you know the carers than me, I'm not jealous, though my heart breaks. You spent a lifetime teaching me to love And proved it the way you loved my dad. Where are you now the mother I knew? You know me not and break my heart! You cannot hear my words of love You see me as a stranger who smiles I kiss you and see your face of doubt Not knowing, or caring who I am. Where are you now the mother I knew? You know me not and break my heart! ----- X is for Absence What good is love when there is only silence And the return sometimes is a look and abuse. The nurses look and smile at me in sympathy And I can only cry knowing what used to be. But sometimes there is a look and there is love Then for a moment or a while things are good And just as quick there is nothing all is gone. What good is love when there is only silence And the return sometimes is a look and abuse. That lady that nursed me and often cursed me And loved me beyond reason without doubt Bonding the minute her breast was in my mouth. What good is love when there is only silence And the return sometimes is a look and abuse. back to list |
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