Nicola Beckett on d.knape
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~~"I love you."
is just three small words,
but when it is spoken
it holds a power
So, When revealing
those three little, yet powerful words
to a heart so fragile
make sure that you mean it,
and show her the difference between
" I LOVE YOU." and "I love you."
because anyone can say " I love you."
So, remember that love is a feeling
that is shared between two,
Sunday 28th December 2014 2:47 am
I sometimes find my Dad sitting next to me in my car
Not exactly him but some likeness, a vision from afar.
I can’t exactly see him clear
But either way it’s nice to have him near.
I sometimes find myself talking to my Dad,
Sitting next to me, in my car
It’s good to talk after all these years and I suppose he’s not really there
But it feels so good, so I don’t really care...
Monday 1st December 2014 12:40 am
She was born from a parent
who left her at a young age
to be raised by a monster.
This monster created
such fear and depression
for this poor young girl.
The monster she feared
was there everyday waiting
for when she got home
or for when she woke.
The monster she didn't love
broken her down far too much
that even a thought of it
or the thought of being home
would make her panic.
Friday 28th November 2014 4:58 pm
Through these halls
I walk alone.
In the classrooms
where I sit with many others
I am still, yet alone.
In the Cafateria
the same thing there goes as well
I am there, yet I am not seen.
Alone is where I am
no matter where I go.
I am here, I am there,
I am everywhere.
And standing there
I try to get
your undivided attention
because I am tired
of being in solitary,
yet I continue ...
Sunday 16th November 2014 12:19 am
Locked behind Xanax bars; trapped between the ocean and stars
To rot away the life I have been given; to choose a life of opposition
For Unless one happened to stumble upon a key; I couldn't be, I know not what she
believes, only that through the drugs she sees
Through storms we sailed, across the ocean without fail, with glowing eyes that impale she is sure to turn heaven from hell
Tortured in ...
Friday 14th November 2014 1:19 am
Abstract anxiety eats at razor thinned shins,
Anguish engulfs lost and last,
Previous pretenses portray pessimistic pain,
Friday 24th October 2014 5:09 pm
Flicked flickering sand slices slashes
Pain and anguish portrude pen to paper
Releasing resting relief from crooked corner
Creation creates creativity
Crusty cankers and cracked crevices
Friday 24th October 2014 5:08 pm
Metamorphosis mends mistaken misfortunes
Traumatic tyranny transitions into timid tranquility
Backwards Glances shattered broken ballice
Forward movements free flowing fallacies
Friday 24th October 2014 5:07 pm
Insignificant Insignificance eats at inner ear
Shards of sharp shrapnel strip shreeking skin
Unforseen, unseen, unforgiving,
Protruding, penetrating, pessimmistic
Closed minds opens eyes visions.
Escaping winds sweep, swept
Past's present forgets future's flames
Burning chips, flake, flick, flicker
Crackling crass crackled cracked cracker
Friday 24th October 2014 5:06 pm
A last life's last breadth leaks
little by little
A last life's moments mimic movement
passing past present and perish
Friday 24th October 2014 5:05 pm
From time and time again
you proceed to state
how you expect more from me,
how you expect me to reach
such high expectations,
and how you know that I have
that potential to do so.
Yet, I don't know how or why
you proceed to tell me.
Because when I look at myself
I see nothing but a failure.
Absolutely nothing but a failure.
Because, you can give me a day,
you can give me a week,
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 9:43 pm
If there was no happieness
There would be nothing to enjoy.
If there was no sadness
There wouldn't be a care in the world.
If there was no friends
there would be loneliness everywhere.
If there was no uphill battles
there would be no courage
to keep on trying.
And if LIFE itself had nothing
imagine what LIFE would be....
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:53 am
Each day I starve
is another day closer to death.
Each day that i'm not loved
is another day i realize
that i am not worthy.
And each day that I'm ignored by others
is another day that I'd rather be dead
than suffering in pain.
Because as I've become
this wandering offspring,
I've become to be invisible
to you and all others.
Cause can't you see
that my light brown hair
has become gr...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:45 am
I will not let one
walk over me like I had before
beacause, now inside
there's a more refined person
of me you'll find.
A better person,
a more wise kind of gale,
a growing person
whose faith will never stop.
Her mind and heart
Is new and improved.
She will not brake,
she will not fall again,
she will rise from beneath
all her broken dreams and hopes
you created within her.
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:36 am
Robert you have
you have so secretly
become the ghostly brother of mine
that i did not know i had.
In the picture i have
that mother gave to me
you lie in the bottom left corner
on a wooden bench
barely being able to consider
that a be lovable soul was once even there
by its faded colors it express
And sometimes when I try to recapture
at least one memory I might have of you,
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:19 am
Do you hear that?
Its the sound
of your beating heart.
And theres a reason why
it continues to beat.
So, don't hurt yourself or end it
because, someone has hurt you
emotionally or physically.
I say this because, I had also
thought about ending my own life
because, of others had hurt me.
Listen to me when I say this.
When I sa...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:15 am
I gaze into the rabbit hole. It does not gaze back. And still, I am ready to enter.
This mischevious risk urges my desire
To fall within and forget all that is prior
I comtemplate the life I've lived and all the choices I've choose
And what is next in my life and where will my path go
I relieve my grip and accept this new phenomenon
I fall through the hole and embrace the myster...
Monday 13th October 2014 10:11 am
As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.
The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.
As I gaze into the vast emptiness
Thursday 18th September 2014 11:04 am
Way passed the sleep hour.
I stand surrounded in surreal stillness.
This moon shy night admits no ray.
Penetrates my mind. A church bell chimes:
And the deadly silence strikes
That deep dark hole of the head.
Nothing is awake.
Yet, something appeals. I know it is out there.
Minutes tick by.
Tuesday 9th September 2014 5:14 am
The leaves are blossoming.
The time of lime green ripeness is here.
They cling onto the branches,
Their tips winnowing in the gentle breeze.
The few leaves which cling no longer,
Rustle on the floor
And are swept away at dusk.
The branches continue to shake
And the leaves, in their vitality and freshness,
Partake in the knowing, changing course.
Friday 5th September 2014 9:42 am
Walking the dog
The grass is swaying, in the morning breeze, moving gently, tops of the trees
Intoxicating smells, whilst breathing in air, taking in sights, nature does share
Out for a stroll, just walking the dog, spot a young couple, having a snog
Slides are empty and swings are still, kids are playing footy, just over the hill
Birds are chirping, singing their song, I keep on listening ...
Saturday 23rd August 2014 10:20 pm
Respect that although we come from different walks of life, we are one
Embrace other cultures, allow peace and harmony among all walks of life
End this war on immigration, before it becomes to late and we have to look back on
Damage caused to the lives of others because we wouldn’t change our selfish ways
Open your hearts, a...
Wednesday 20th August 2014 12:14 pm
Life - like the sound of a bell
Bold at first but fades to a whisper
Who would be the one to tell
Perhaps a mother brother or sister,
Past your peak and gone to seed
Your realisation is sudden it would seem
Most of life sat in thought
Just idle dreams of what could have been,
The recognition of this phase of being
Propells you forward with purposeful meaning...
Saturday 26th July 2014 2:30 pm
Swept away by these waves of confusion,
Iam now stranded in the island of chaos.
Just yesterday I was dreamily looking into the horizon;
Peacefully sailing in my boat of bliss.
I didn't see that big wave coming,
I didn't hear the roar of thunder,
I couldn't smell the storm.
And now Iam all alone in this strange wilderness;
I see no light,I can f...
Wednesday 23rd July 2014 7:21 am
If pain had no beauty
Where else would we be?
Loose, languid expression,
Unhurried of humbling;
Our hearts and minds spread less
Than their broadest breadth.
Saturday 19th July 2014 5:00 pm
If I'm the Master of my fate,
Is this all that I could create?
So then, I, Captain of my soul,
Have steered me to a life of dole.
Friday 18th July 2014 1:17 pm
You are sunkissed hair
All seaside skin
The tomboy princess
Scraped knees, bruised shins.
A tree climbing angel
My hide and seek belle
All beauty and promise
Like an old wishing well.
Such a natural leader
As you're learning and growing
You shine like a beacon
So head strong and knowing.
Bringing joy in abundance
As I watch you develop
Wednesday 16th July 2014 11:25 am
I sit and wait for my Darling babe
To come and tell me
She doesn't know I swear so much;
That I was once
All my life - ALL of it -
It's still there, you know!
She sees only a segment, thinks I
Belong in care -
Or on death row.
I once walked miles my way,
All alone in shoes...
Monday 14th July 2014 9:14 pm
It's not death that comes
its life that passes.
And all that’s left
must turn to ashes.
The sun will rise
and the moon will pass,
and the next day comes
when the night slips past.
So death cannot come
and make a claim,
for time moves on
and soothes the pain.
Friday 11th July 2014 8:11 pm
Who am I?
Am I all my mashed up mishaps,
Looping, creping, paper chaining through?
Am I clogs of wallpaint stains in
Bedded lanes of devine daisy dew?
Am I rivets, ratchets, harsh lines,
Chiseled by stilettoed hue?
All these thoughts, feelings and instincts;
Which are true?
I sup the type of other mother tongues,
And still ask you....
Who am I?
Friday 11th July 2014 6:24 am
Sometimes I get caught in my stuff,
Sometimes life gets in the way,
Sometimes I have little patience,
And that's ok.
Sometimes I really don't like me,
Sometimes I just want to cry,
Sometimes I make the same mistakes,
But God knows I try.
Thursday 10th July 2014 12:58 pm
Much of withstanding endurance reflects strain Practically on outer edge for challenge to sustain Intricate arduous trudge sans time out for recess Blend though near perfect but outcome can’t assess Peaks few, abyss aplenty and many a shifty bend None but faith to turn to own beliefs I still defend Whatever be the upshot in time will get to learn Notoriety if does e...
Tuesday 1st July 2014 7:59 am
The morning, crisp and broken by the curfew
Of rising larks and pigeons in the choir,
Its breaching sun is bursting through the grass dew
And thinning out the misty dawn's perspire.
Many rest upon their linen sheets around
And you, the only currently arise,
Solo is your ally when breaking the ground;
Undistracted, undisturbed - your alibis.
Your muscles twitch uncertain of their purpose,
Or whether purpo...
Friday 27th June 2014 2:21 pm
Have you ever met a "Schemie Burd"
From the south side of the city
Where social housing's at it's worst
And life is pretty shitty.
Her attitude is hardened
By the things she's seen and done
Like a 'favour' for a taxi fare
Turning tricks for half a ton.
People take a second glance
When they pass her in the street
You can see she was a looker, once
Wednesday 18th June 2014 3:11 pm
Thirteen Thirteen Thirty One
I Sat In The Barbers Chair
Paid My Money To Leave A Little Balder
Picked Up A Paper
Ten Year Old Dies Of Cancer
Turned The Page
Became The Page Turner
Next Article Read;
Six Year Old Drowned With Pet Cat By Mother
Turned Out Mother Was A Drug Addict and Had A Bad Trip
I Once Went To Eastbourne
That Trip Wasn't Much Better
Turned Another Page
The Page Turne...
Wednesday 28th May 2014 2:13 pm
That ongoing story that I call my life
Is nothing but a total tangled mess.
It’s a disaster area; a no-go zone
And sometimes I feel like staying at home
It’s a random story with a spot of romance
Mixed up with elements of chance
And one way or another it’ll be soon resolved
And for my sins I hope to be absolved
The ongoing story that I call my life
Monday 28th April 2014 4:24 am
This life, these actions, the situations,
the people I meet, cars I drive, places I go.
All of the above make a life, my life.
What do you make of it?
The same as I do or something different?
Do you sum it up simply or in a complicated way?
My own views are hidden, known only to me.
Should I share them with you?
Is that wise? Not just yet.
There's more to follow...
Saturday 26th April 2014 2:35 pm
A CHILDS EYE
Imagine a world of love and laughter
Of fun filled days and freedom till after
The tea time call or the playtime bell
Get back into line or you'll catch some hell
Imagine a world of wildness and wonder, of fun and jest
Of questions and answers and adventurous quest
When time was your own and life was a whim
To walk, to run through grass so long, to swim
Imagine a world ...
Friday 11th April 2014 3:16 pm
The child inside of me.
is the child I used to be.
The hopes and fears
Of the child inside
are still alive in me,
and every day, in every way
I’m still the child inside.
The child inside shapes the view
of the world I see today
and the eyes of the child
are round and wide
and I will be their guide.
For the child inside everything is new,
every road ...
Friday 21st March 2014 12:29 pm
Here’s the suit I wore when I was newly born
It’s not worth taking to the charity shop
People today prefer brand new,
So may as well drop it in the skip
Ah, my favourite old t-shirt
Once I wore it every day
But now may as well rip it up and make it into cloths
It’s only thin, it’ll easily rip
I know that jacket so well
I wore it on my wedding day
Saturday 15th March 2014 6:06 pm
TIMES BROKEN ARROW
And the world keeps rocking to the sound of the void
Spinning through time, a pirouette we can't avoid
And what have you done today
Did the fool on his errand slip by
Did you have much to say
As his time in your life seemed to fly
And the world keeps spinning into uncertain futures
The wounds in it's crust needing serious sutures
And what have you done today
Wednesday 12th March 2014 2:18 am
Trying to put brave guise
deep down within I burn
In quest of eternal bliss
notoriety I got to earn
None were expectations
or any of bartered trade
Folly proved true essence
of calling spade a spade
Gave in to most situation
never wished any return
Response stayed hostile
sans as much of concer...
Friday 7th March 2014 9:01 am
Do you remember me Jimmy from all those years ago?
I was the young guy and you the old hand
Do you remember when you said;
‘This job will do me until I retire?’
You were a bus driver and I was your conductor
And even you’d be impressed with what I do today
and how far I’ve travelled from those distant days on the road.
The thing is I thought of you the other day
For the fir...
Friday 7th March 2014 5:25 am
I was happy and never knew it,
Sad and knew it so well.
Love slipped by but I never noticed,
though love has marked me well.
Winter passed and summer came
yet I was living in the cold.
My love has turned and passed me by
and outside the world grows old.
Happiness is trapped for me
When love had cast its spell
I was happy and never knew it
Sad and knew it ...
Monday 24th February 2014 4:25 pm
Time sleeps in the distant desert,
and sitting softly under the yellow sun,
dried and dehydrated,
there is a seed that waits for the rains.
- I am that seed.
I wait for the rains with open hands
and when they wash over me time wakes refreshed
and I’ll drink all I need
-I am that seed.
The seed that longs to know
the secrets of this distant desert,
and when my ...
Friday 21st February 2014 8:38 am
The weight of the world on a spider’s web.
Everything is relative, life force flows in each blade of glass.
In each house is a guy or a gal just like me.
I see them from the Edge. This epiphany is mine.
Soon to leave my northern lands, south bound.
Writing to where? Autumn views from
Oldham Edge. When will I return?
Wednesday 19th February 2014 4:07 pm
CELEBRATING HARVEST TIME
Here we are celebrating harvest time,
a once a year event so important to everyone
of us, man and best alike. We light a candle,
burn some incense and drink some wine
in an offering to the gods at this sacred time of year.
You can feel the magical power all around you
coming from within and from the universe both at once.
We eat some bread and ...
Thursday 30th January 2014 6:30 pm
(This isn't quite right but here goes . .)
Now there’s a word I’ve longed to say
Let me be a film director just for a day
I’d bathe my sets with natural light
And keep my close ups tight
I’d cast a beautiful girl as my star
and keep her key light bright
She’d be in all my master shots
And I’d fade the soundtrack in soft
(Dissolve shot of Within...
Monday 6th January 2014 1:17 pm