That is why.
You have your own way of doing things
You have your own way of saying things
You have your own way of hearing things
And that is why I love you
That is why I love you
You only ever show me true kindness
You opened my eyes, took away the blindness
You protected our cubs with single mindedness
And that is why I love you
That is why I love you
You have your own way of hearing things
Hear me when I say I love you
You have your own way of saying things
Hear me when I say I love you too.
I Love You
I Love you
I love you
i love you
my thoughts are with becis friend kirsty who lost here bruv in a motor bike acident and his mate serious ill in hosp ,me prays are with him also ,my prays are with beci and her friends who are deeply grievin at the momment 
,no me father passed on a while back but it feel like he here with me every day lookin after me ,love u dad,and also anunt mary to ,my prays are with my bruv chris who lost his step son to a car accident few years back but memories are still there ,love u chris ,love u debbie and olly prays with u ,danial not one momment goes past with out a thought of u ,god bless
,no me father passed on a while back but it feel like he here with me every day lookin after me ,love u dad,and also anunt mary to ,my prays are with my bruv chris who lost his step son to a car accident few years back but memories are still there ,love u chris ,love u debbie and olly prays with u ,danial not one momment goes past with out a thought of u ,god bless
Thought I was finished here but obviously not. This does not have any structure and reflects the way an argument can go of on tangents.
Consequences.
I am not having a good tomorrow or the years to come,
It was not that long ago that you and I were one
but love departs.
These eyes of mine have seen too many things
My legs have been on way too many journeys
Please tell me where love goes when it dies
I will travel one more time to light the fires
Thinking back, I remember when our love was
young and easy
Dancing in the streets, going a little crazy
Did it just stop or did we both get lazy?
This heart of mine knows how much I’ll miss you
But I still don’t know how to make the changes
My body is bent and my mind under attack
What’s gone is dead there is no way back
damn chemicals.
You can walk many the miles in these old shoes
Still you won’t understand what happened
I am ashamed I know what it did to you
Not being there when it really mattered.
Are you sure all love has gone, can we fan the embers
Give it one last try for the good times we remember
and love again.
Consequences.
I am not having a good tomorrow or the years to come,
It was not that long ago that you and I were one
but love departs.
These eyes of mine have seen too many things
My legs have been on way too many journeys
Please tell me where love goes when it dies
I will travel one more time to light the fires
Thinking back, I remember when our love was
young and easy
Dancing in the streets, going a little crazy
Did it just stop or did we both get lazy?
This heart of mine knows how much I’ll miss you
But I still don’t know how to make the changes
My body is bent and my mind under attack
What’s gone is dead there is no way back
damn chemicals.
You can walk many the miles in these old shoes
Still you won’t understand what happened
I am ashamed I know what it did to you
Not being there when it really mattered.
Are you sure all love has gone, can we fan the embers
Give it one last try for the good times we remember
and love again.
Is it time to resurrect this little corner? What made me think up this poem? I'm sure somebody will identify with it.
From Regret to Revenge - a Short Journey
I don’t know what to say,
I don’t know what to do,
This empty, haunting nightmare,
I face it without you.
I thought you’d always be there,
Be there just for me,
But I am less than nothing,
Too clearly now I see.
You use your wicked charm,
You use it very well,
You've chosen your next victim,
And your method I will tell.
You mumble very softly,
You whisper in their ear,
How you find them so attractive,
Yes, you make it crystal clear.
How their eyes are very beautiful,
Their perfume drives you wild,
From the moment you first saw them
The world around you smiled.
You’ll say those pretty phrases
That took my breath away,
Every single line,
No more than clods of clay!
Because you’ll use them when you need them,
You’ll spin them such a tale,
With words of adoration,
You cannot possibly fail.
But I will be the winner,
Not yet, but in a while,
And from your much-loved face,
I’ll wipe that smug, sly smile!
Lin
xx
From Regret to Revenge - a Short Journey
I don’t know what to say,
I don’t know what to do,
This empty, haunting nightmare,
I face it without you.
I thought you’d always be there,
Be there just for me,
But I am less than nothing,
Too clearly now I see.
You use your wicked charm,
You use it very well,
You've chosen your next victim,
And your method I will tell.
You mumble very softly,
You whisper in their ear,
How you find them so attractive,
Yes, you make it crystal clear.
How their eyes are very beautiful,
Their perfume drives you wild,
From the moment you first saw them
The world around you smiled.
You’ll say those pretty phrases
That took my breath away,
Every single line,
No more than clods of clay!
Because you’ll use them when you need them,
You’ll spin them such a tale,
With words of adoration,
You cannot possibly fail.
But I will be the winner,
Not yet, but in a while,
And from your much-loved face,
I’ll wipe that smug, sly smile!
Lin
xx
Thanks Lin and a cracking poem to keep it going!!!
My friend Ann recently died. She was lovely but sadly Parkinson's made her last years very difficult but through it all her humour and dignity shone through. RIP.
Ann
We sat in Church pews with our heads in our hands
Sad faces everywhere, automatic responses to commands.
My thoughts were all of you and your laugh was in my ear
For just a fleeting moment I saw you standing there.
The preacher spoke his fine words and told us not to weep
He said you were in the arms of Jesus, it was your final sleep
Your son spoke of you with words that showed his abiding love
I am sure you were laughing as you looked down from above.
I will miss your quick retort and the way you looked at John
The way you would shake your head, the telling tiny frown
The way you danced with him on that your special night
He spoke to me afterwards, that dance was his great delight.
Your life was lived with grace, you really had great style
I told you I’d be there for you I would go that extra mile.
One last thing, for all your friends and members of group seven
Find a space, prepare the place, so we can sing in Heaven.
Ann
We sat in Church pews with our heads in our hands
Sad faces everywhere, automatic responses to commands.
My thoughts were all of you and your laugh was in my ear
For just a fleeting moment I saw you standing there.
The preacher spoke his fine words and told us not to weep
He said you were in the arms of Jesus, it was your final sleep
Your son spoke of you with words that showed his abiding love
I am sure you were laughing as you looked down from above.
I will miss your quick retort and the way you looked at John
The way you would shake your head, the telling tiny frown
The way you danced with him on that your special night
He spoke to me afterwards, that dance was his great delight.
Your life was lived with grace, you really had great style
I told you I’d be there for you I would go that extra mile.
One last thing, for all your friends and members of group seven
Find a space, prepare the place, so we can sing in Heaven.
Two words say it all
Humour and Dignity - please may I be just like Ann.
A beautiful poem, bogman.
Lin
xx
Humour and Dignity - please may I be just like Ann.
A beautiful poem, bogman.
Lin
xx
I just finished reading Titans poem in No one knows how I feel and it reminded me that earlier I had written this piece after hearing about the untimely death of a pal. He was the one that said if you come out with me then you drink pints. We were friends since 1972 and he was a lovely guy.
The poem is ambiguous and angry and I wonder what you will make of it.
It seems at my age you never actually get to stop mourning. Three in two months, give it a rest God!!
Hold my hand.
There is a great sadness inside of me
My heart feels the weight of time
You slipped away without a word
And left me here to cry over bare bones
No more will I hear you sing sad songs
Or catch a glimpse as you walk by
Your memory is but a shadow
Silhouetted against a blood red sky
I gave you the words and he listened
He stepped across the imaginary line
And I know you well enough to worry
That stupidly you will grant more time
Today my friend departed this world
I am sick I am tired of all this loss
He was good he was bad he just was
In time I will heal, the cup will pass.
Listen now please listen well
We are all allocated a certain time
Don’t waste yours in sad pursuit
Of hoping you are the next in line
So we wait for our real life to begin
Somehow missing a beautiful day
Go now out beyond the breakers
Don’t come back ‘til he’s gone away
If there really is but one true God
All I ask is that he stops to intercede
On the mountain a sermon, a miracle
Words of wisdom that you will heed.
So my words echo across the Canyons
Are you man enough to take my hand
When I said them it was with love
A dream, a wish , a soft command.
The poem is ambiguous and angry and I wonder what you will make of it.
It seems at my age you never actually get to stop mourning. Three in two months, give it a rest God!!
Hold my hand.
There is a great sadness inside of me
My heart feels the weight of time
You slipped away without a word
And left me here to cry over bare bones
No more will I hear you sing sad songs
Or catch a glimpse as you walk by
Your memory is but a shadow
Silhouetted against a blood red sky
I gave you the words and he listened
He stepped across the imaginary line
And I know you well enough to worry
That stupidly you will grant more time
Today my friend departed this world
I am sick I am tired of all this loss
He was good he was bad he just was
In time I will heal, the cup will pass.
Listen now please listen well
We are all allocated a certain time
Don’t waste yours in sad pursuit
Of hoping you are the next in line
So we wait for our real life to begin
Somehow missing a beautiful day
Go now out beyond the breakers
Don’t come back ‘til he’s gone away
If there really is but one true God
All I ask is that he stops to intercede
On the mountain a sermon, a miracle
Words of wisdom that you will heed.
So my words echo across the Canyons
Are you man enough to take my hand
When I said them it was with love
A dream, a wish , a soft command.
Page six, bogman!
Drip, drip, drip like a leaky tap,
Squeezing dry every memory.
Was it worth the heartache?
Receding, dimming, dying,
Feelings, still circling, let loose
To fly through the window.
Ribbons tug behind,
Desperate to return
But go, fly away
Shut the window tight
And watch them disappear.
Lin
xxx
Drip, drip, drip like a leaky tap,
Squeezing dry every memory.
Was it worth the heartache?
Receding, dimming, dying,
Feelings, still circling, let loose
To fly through the window.
Ribbons tug behind,
Desperate to return
But go, fly away
Shut the window tight
And watch them disappear.
Lin
xxx
Oh no! Who found this page? I should have been in here!!
Hi jenni,
I found the page because I don't want bogman's work to sink into obscurity/oblivion.
Why not put your wonderful poem on here too - if you want to.
It doesn't matter where - the really important thing is that you wrote it.
Lin
xx
I found the page because I don't want bogman's work to sink into obscurity/oblivion.
Why not put your wonderful poem on here too - if you want to.
It doesn't matter where - the really important thing is that you wrote it.
Lin
xx
Thank you Lin. I think I had better leave it where it is! xx
A Sonnet To ... (an old friend)
I wish that we could sit alone and talk,
ask those questions which prey upon my mind.
On which road did we meet a cruel fork,
or choose to turn a corner which was blind?
Was I a fool to think you’d really care?
once out of sight, expect you to stay true?
Were you too quick, not least a bit unfair,
in forgetting all I had meant to you?
Did you believe those words you said to me?
Quiet whispers which made my heart beat fast.
Or were they tossed and swallowed by rough sea
because you knew your feelings wouldn’t last.
It is foolish to sit here and to yearn
Fan the hot flames or leave to gently burn.
Lin
xx
I wish that we could sit alone and talk,
ask those questions which prey upon my mind.
On which road did we meet a cruel fork,
or choose to turn a corner which was blind?
Was I a fool to think you’d really care?
once out of sight, expect you to stay true?
Were you too quick, not least a bit unfair,
in forgetting all I had meant to you?
Did you believe those words you said to me?
Quiet whispers which made my heart beat fast.
Or were they tossed and swallowed by rough sea
because you knew your feelings wouldn’t last.
It is foolish to sit here and to yearn
Fan the hot flames or leave to gently burn.
Lin
xx
It’s hard sitting here knowing that you are sitting there
And that is the only similarity,
The only joining point, the only connexion.
Your thoughts are not my thoughts!
Your thoughts are not with me.
Your thoughts are not about me.
I lay somewhere in the detritus
Forgotten, useless, broken,
Hurt!
Yet my thoughts spin in a faulty head,
Fly about, bounce and multiply
Divide and crash into impenetrable walls.
Like a frightened birds caught in an unforgiving net
Wings clipped, imprisoned, never to be free.
It is difficult sitting here knowing that you are sitting there
Realising that there is no similarity at all.
Lin
xx
And that is the only similarity,
The only joining point, the only connexion.
Your thoughts are not my thoughts!
Your thoughts are not with me.
Your thoughts are not about me.
I lay somewhere in the detritus
Forgotten, useless, broken,
Hurt!
Yet my thoughts spin in a faulty head,
Fly about, bounce and multiply
Divide and crash into impenetrable walls.
Like a frightened birds caught in an unforgiving net
Wings clipped, imprisoned, never to be free.
It is difficult sitting here knowing that you are sitting there
Realising that there is no similarity at all.
Lin
xx