Poetry Blogs (2013, Care)
David Franks on WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 222 of 230: FROM THE MINORITY (7 hours ago)
All these people are walking into my heart.
Sidling up casually,
No wonder no-one notices.
All these people are falling into my heart.
Not watching where they are going,
Tall ones, small ones.
Old ones, young ones.
It's a great big party going on,
Still no-one notices.
All these people arriving in my heart.
Tuesday 8th June 2021 8:19 am
Where now you keep your things
Shall all be empty.
Where cleared for you, a space,
Shall be an eerie gap
In all our lives, when you move on.
The essence of your favourite spray
Shall linger, strong;
A poignant reminder of where you used to sleep.
The sadness and the gladness are as one;
Knowing that you'll leave here to be free.
And so it is with all the memories;
Each individual, t...
Monday 7th June 2021 11:29 am
What if we could have no doubt
What if we could all just look at this world through a child’s eyes
What if we could share our life’s without being judged
Let energies meet and collide
Trust that people won’t hurt you
Trust that people won't see you for the crazy human you are but instead for the new beautiful soul you’ve become
Monday 14th December 2020 3:04 am
and I alone
upon my bed of cobbled stone
As my flesh weeps into gravel sheets
I ponder what it must be like
to be whole again
To feel I had a soul again
This dessicated shell
crumbles like mountain scree
down, down to the hungry, black sea
lapping and licking at the feet of my bed
dragging out, with the tide,
such meagre light from my hea...
Monday 12th October 2020 8:28 pm
They say I'm a bit too much,
too much of everything.
Sometimes too caring and sometimes too irritating.
So here I am, under the constant worry,
'What if this is too much?'
So busy going around in my own head,
That I forget relations have to be maintained with the heart.
I'm afraid I don't know what I desire or deserve.
Is it wrong to anticipate a love of the same intensity,
or is it jus...
Saturday 30th May 2020 12:09 pm
In Another Place
a soft breeze
drifting through an open window
hung with net curtains
the faint perfume
from an open book
the creak of a floorboard
caught dancing through the doorway
in a dim lit room
the taste of honey
on a teaspoon
the feel of a scarf
on your face
Sunday 26th April 2020 5:57 pm
Why can´t you just be
but not like you
Saturday 18th April 2020 8:59 pm
I start the day with little to no inspiration
Much like everyone else in the world
I also start this poem
With the repetitive voice of exasperation
The sirens are blazing late tonight
As souls are being set on fire
But because of some peoples' perseverence
Loved ones' bodies are also being set alight
Recreational parks are not essential
Travelling out of the wa...
Monday 6th April 2020 10:30 pm
I was not there when he was made
I was not there when he was born
I was not there for his first birthday
I was, there to guide his first steps.
I was there when his mother voiced her disdane and pushed him away.
For the tantrums that felt eternal
The sick days that became my sick days
I was there as his father began a new family and forgot about his last.
When he had no food to...
Saturday 13th April 2019 3:21 am
kerala is peaceful and beautiful
in all cases and places
Keralite people are so cheerful
I can read "welcome" on faces
The Green Carpet of all guests
and pure nature to enjoy
generous people happily smiling
at any time of any day
Life in Kerala based on love
and clear hearts for caring
I love Kerala more than enough
I'll come back sure for sharing
Friday 29th March 2019 3:47 pm
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm
So much pain I try to keep it tamed
We grew up different we not the same
The shit u do is fine the shit I do draw the line
Yo family there when u fall
My family flat out don’t care
U had everything
I had to jugg everything
I guess sometimes life ain’t fair
It’s more to me then a ugky face with long hair
Always been small but ion have fear
Some nights I couldn’t sleep
Thursday 31st May 2018 3:19 am
What if I fail
What if everything that I hope to accomplish
What if I really be on mtv
Would that change a “U don’t mean shit to me”
To you mean the most to me
Let me stop
Let me pause
I never did good
So I never got a round of applause
Always found myself behind bars
For not following the laws
It seems crazy I always wanted...
Thursday 31st May 2018 3:12 am
This rumination came from growing awareness of my mortality which, in turn, is generated and measured by the expanding list of things once given or assumed that, alas, are no longer possible.
How shall I talk to you, my friend?
How should I regard you
(and will I care)
as you grow ever older before my gaze
while I stay young?
Who are you? Dare I look on yo...
Monday 15th January 2018 2:33 pm
A ‘GOOD’ OR ‘BAD’ PAST?
Pleased I am that born I was when I was
A time when even though war threatened, and, did occur
Real freedom did exist, or, the alternative was not recognised
Poverty was rife but was borne with the belief in community
Never was there the expectation of improvement by government intervention
For every inconvenience which did, or might, blight aspects of our lives
Friday 16th December 2016 12:24 pm
You must know
Life is not a show
You go up, you go down
But stop acting like a clown
You may pretend you don't care
Anyway you know what we share
Every time we both meet
We're falling in love a little bit
I do love you but never said
I'll still be like a shade
Will be watching all your moves
One day you'll see it proves
That the one from the past
Was always first to give help fa...
Monday 28th December 2015 8:05 am
Thanks, I realized who are you
But before my heart grew
Full of love and deep desire
They could feel between us a fire
I was with you dear always
And really, I had no holidays
Hospital could be my second home
Didn't stop me even a storm
After all I did for you
I get words but only few
That was fair enough
To see the real stuff
The real truth knocked me off my feet
Monday 28th December 2015 7:59 am
I have done nothing to this world,
and to those surronding me
to be treated liek this, or to have such pain.
I've did ntohing, but cared, loved, and trusted.
I've did all that I possibly could,
but I guess that didn't matter: now did it?
Becuase people like you
still treat me like crap,
people still take advantage of me
when I have trusted them the most,
and people still don't give two f...
Tuesday 23rd December 2014 7:14 am
Inspired by Nirvana's song 'heart-shaped box'. The line "I want to eat your cancer" was so strong and powerful, really got me thinking
I want to eat your cancer,
Sip your darkness, your evils,
Drink from your chalice of disease,
Soak up your pain, bathe in it, wash in it...
So that you are dry.
And when you are too dry;
Powdery, breaking, crumbling,
Ill offer you a dri...
Saturday 13th December 2014 5:15 pm
Remember last night's tea
when you brought your girlfriend,
and you brought your friend?
And the dog was excited
because he loves it when you are all here
because I am so happy
and I'm like- superwomb?
And I got food delivered
and you were all relieved
because it can be touch and go
with my cooking
and there was loads to go around
and Dad didn't ...
Wednesday 19th November 2014 3:44 pm
Moments of Calm
That smile that shone today –
Neither anticipated or deserved,
I found myself missing
The Smile a stranger can play,
Found myself subtly thinking of it
As the day drew to a close.
We don’t see it so much
These days with everyone
Hankering a beef with God,
We neither smile or laugh sincerely,
Neither give it al...
Thursday 25th July 2013 2:08 am
A winter bite that
mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.
A life supported?
Cease one's internal decay,
Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.
Thursday 11th April 2013 6:14 pm
Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
Flowing into ...
Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am
Face down in the mud, he paused before he rose
'Women pay a fortune and I'm covered to my toes'
Back among the runners, he tried again to jump
Over the high barriers, but he really got the hump
When soon for the third time he took a mighty fall
'You'd think that after all this time my feet would now play ball'
Some weeks went by before he had to go and seek some hel...
Tuesday 28th July 2009 3:54 pm