I have been a bit neglectful with Escaped Emotions… Letters To You has been taking up most of my time, and I got a bit stuck writing wise… I seem to have lost my muse.

However I have been around and I’ve been tweaking things today, nothing major really but I will add a few more poems before the weekend.

I was away in Mauritius for two weeks, I thought it might inspire me but alas all I got was a few rough words. I keep picking up a pen or getting notepad open to write something, I know what I want to write, I have all these ideas but I can’t seem to let the gates open and allow the words out… I’m a bit stuck.

But I do have some older poems from a month or two ago, I didn’t add them because they were written for a marathon I participated in sometime ago… it was in aid of the disease called Alzheimer’s - my Grandfather died of it so it was close to home. It was a 12 hour marathon, I resulted in 22 pieces which were written in 6 hours rather than 12, simply because I was bogged down by general life matters.
Along with everyone else who participated in it we ended up with 250+ pieces… a collection of them are going to be be published in this book, the money we make from the book is going to Alzheimer’s… so it’s a good cause.

But I’ve been editing my poems for the book… I find it extremely tricky to tweak things, I can never stand far back enough to see clearly, it’s so tricky. Deadline for it is Friday so I have to get cracking! I’ll add the finished ones to Escaped Emotions this weekend… however I’m going to add the poems that should be going in the book, not sure exactly how many are going in but 8 poems have enough votes (other writers voted on what poems should be added) to be published.

Note: These are not the finished poems, just roughly written. Feel free to comment on which one/ones you like best…

(Click the link below to read the poems)

Forget all I want to remember
There in my cupboard
lies a box,
a box with too many memories
for me to memorise,
so I kept a box to simply
remember all I’d forget,
but sometimes,
just sometimes I wish that
box would disappear so I could
forget my mistakes,
forget the past and all I never
got, all I wanted but
was too scared to cease,
to hold onto tightly, through
anything.
There, in my box lies
the secrets of my past,
the love I was sent
and the love I threw away.
So just sometimes,
when it’s a black day
I wish I could forget
all I wanted to remember.

Lost in words
Music switched on,
turned up and up and up,
drowning out thoughts and sounds,
scribbling down the
stream of thoughts.
Music stops dead,
a strange strained silence,
eyes reopened,
left wondering what all
the scribble on the page means,
where it came from and
what inspired it.
She is
lost.

Left to pick up the pieces
Lowered into the ground,
left to rest in peace,
forget the troubling
past years,
moving on, leaving us
behind.
Slowly we walk away,
back to the cottage,
we look and stare at
the reminders of everything
you left behind.
It looks just like you left to go shopping,
instead we know you won’t
return to create more mess,
we are left alone,
left to pick up the pieces.
You were different,
forgetting silly little things
and then it got bad and
you began to
forget me.
And I miss you
and everything I could
have had,
I miss what could have been
and I’m left sitting here
looking at my surroundings
wondering how God
could bestow such
sorrow upon us.

Stare future in the eye
Tapping their feet to the beat,
swaying in the moment,
enjoying the odd
unpredictable tune.
Five, six, seven eight,
they begin their dance,
quick,
slow,
slow,
quick, quick,
slow.
Stop!
Five, six, seven, eight,
slow, quick, slow, slow,
head held up high,
eyes forward,
focus on the present
the future
don’t look behind
don’t look at the people in
the back row,
the ones that mess up,
the ones that can’t look forward,
don’t look back
it won’t help,
look forward,
stare the future in the eye.

Fading Memories
Memories fade despite
your wish for it to be
fresh and new,
wishing and wanting
sometimes isn’t enough,
memories fade, I find
your image no longer as
vivid in my mind,
I see you only just,
I’m forced to stare
at pictures of you
to simply remind myself
to refresh my memory,
that you were once real.
And try as I might
I cannot help but feel
a failure, for forgetting
your beautiful smile.

Pull Me In
Like quicksand you’re
pulling me in,
tempting me,
calling me.
I can’t help but
lose myself in your chase,
let go,
forget common sense,
another day and it’ll be
over,
too late and I’ll be
lost.
So I’ll let go and
fall with you,
let myself be sucked in,
taken and forget to
fight for freedom,
freedom lies anywhere
with you.

Sleepless Night
Here we are again,
it’s two am,
another night spent
talking
rather than dreaming.
Keeping one another
up, while the moon falls
the sun rises, and slowly
conversation quietens as
we prepare for an end to our
dreamless, sleepless night.
Spend the day on
automatic,
day dreaming, yawning,
waiting for another night
where we are alone
waiting for another
sleepless night.

Waiting for a beginning
Day in and day out
I try not to wait,
I move forward
focusing on each step
each moment, each breath,
but I can’t help but
wonder when we’ll begin.