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Robert Hudson

Updated: Wed, 15 Jan 2020 10:05 pm

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Heart felt writer

AN ODE IN DEED IS AN ODE IN NEED

AN ODE IN DEED IS AN ODE IN NEED Its New Year’s Eve......this years been sad When it’s finally over I will be glad I have to look forward and not behind 
Savour the bacon and cut off the rind
 There are things in life you can’t control
 Accept this as fact in your heart and soul 
Be thick in your arm and strong in your head
 Get up every morning and make that bed
 Then Look in that mirror...whose staring at you
 For this will decide how you‘ll make it through
 Don’t be afraid to pick up the phone 
 Your not the only one that’s lost and alone 
 Your not a burden but someone in need
 Choose that person carefully...help plant the seed
 Not of doubt....but more positive thinking 
Tip life’s scales.....your no longer sinking
 One small step and your journey is starting
 Keep looking forward.....anguishes departing
 Now this is where you have to decide
 Get off life’s train ...or stay on for the ride
 My only advice or guidance I’ll give
 Life is very much like a colander or sieve 
 Be very Careful what you allow to pass through
 As the smallest things will matter to you
 Keep these memories tucked safely away 
As I know in time you’ll need to press play
 Make a difference in somebodies life
 A smile, an hello , it’s no trouble or strife
 The healing process is a Painful task
 Get out into the world and remove your mask
 Show your strength but your weaknesses too
 You’ll grow in confidence the latter become few
 Deal with life just one step at a time
 Cross off your list....as I have mine
 The last year of life was smothered in pain
 Every time I looked out.. just darkness and rain
 As a new year approaches, a glimmer of light
 Though I’m no where near the end of life’s long fight 
But No more advice it’s is my temporary stop
 Recharge my batteries...but half full is my pot.
 But a breather I need ....I‘ve paid a hefty fee
 So I‘ll focus on the people who are dear to me

The Beginning......not the end

The Beginning......not the end The storm had been approaching for some time, for longer than I care to remember. It seemed to be following my every move, no matter which road I took. I admired its beauty, it's darkness, it's ferocity and it's undeniable quest for destruction. I wanted to dismiss it, ignore it, convince myself it was my imagination or that I was some what delusional or paranoid but the clouds soon darkened and reality descended upon me. As the last remaining rays of light and hope dissipated from my soul I felt an emptiness shroud me. The time of reckoning had finally come, the storm could not contain itself as it unleashed its all mighty devastating blow upon my being. I finally blacked out not knowing wether I would or wanted to awake from its total annihilation. The smell of wet grass filled my nostrils and I felt the warm glow of the suns rays beating down on my face. In the distance I faintly heard the laughter of children........was this heaven. I slowly opened my eyes and for the first time in years I finally saw clear blue sky's and in this euphoric moment of clarity I realised without the end there could be no beginning.

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