I am a shadow on the wall and I will follow you
Everywhere you creep, I will be with you
Following your every step, I will haunt you
There is nothing you can do
I am always watching you
Like big brother from the dark
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The fates rhyme
As the midnight hour approaches
All the evil things encroaches
On all the living and the dozy
As they sleep in bed all nice and cosy
Weaving magic above their heads
Some will wake in the morning
Some will not
Some will awaken before then, in shock!
As nightmares are woven above their heads
Spinning yarns of fate on fine threads
No one knows what waits for them
In the morning, an evil fate or a shining gem
It is always a new dawning
And the fates never give a warning
Filed under Poems S - U
Words, NaNoWriMo and more…
A pixabay image
Despite what I had promised myself last year, I am trying to do NaNoWriMo again this year – why did I make this decision? Simple, in the past six weeks I have been consistently writing daily my 750 words along with a random two thousand other words (mostly not towards a novel).
To those who are not in the know, you may be thinking “What are 750 words”? Well, 750 words should be daily written and is an idea based on Julia Cameron’s activities for helping your inner creativity to flow. This idea can be found in a book she wrote called “The Artist Way”. There is a website to help you track these daily words, Julia doesn’t specify 750 words, she specifies three pages of long hand written work to be done in the morning, I don’t do long hand so I decided to join this website called 750words.com which worked out that three pages of long hand writing averages to around 750 words per day.
So every day I try to accomplish 750 words from the website, plus adding to my novel and doing poetry, writing songs and research papers for my novels and short stories. All in all I average around three to four thousand words a day, not really focused in one area – NaNoWriMo is trying to teach me to focus my efforts on one particular thing – I may be successful this year, who knows?
I have heard of a method which kind of makes wrimo easier for people during the flu season, which is reversed NaNoWriMo, where you do three thousand and odd words on the first day and condense it down every day so that on the last day you only write one word, which I think is a brilliant idea because most people are pumped up for NaNoWriMo in the first ten days and then they kind of get fed up, a bit like a diet. Not to mention a lot of people quit halfway through wrimo because of the flu, as I said it is flu season, so, do a lot now whilst you’re healthy and you can lose a day or two without affecting your goal.
Anyway, daily updates on NaNoWriMo and other writing activities will be posted on here. There may be fewer poems this month, who knows?
The words for NaNoWriMo yesterday were 1672 (I know, not the three thousand I said I wanted to do – that’s for today) along with 1711 words for my 750words.com account (sometimes I get carried away ranting about life) and another 495 words elsewhere.
Today so far I have done 1784 words for 750words.com and nothing towards wrimo and around 500 words with this post and I do have an urge to write a poem right now.
So I am going to get going with that and I shall do my wrimo words when my son is in bed tonight.
Fingers crossed I will accomplish wrimo this month and this year, just for the feel good factor, I am writing about my vampires in a new story, as I said many times before, I am very possessive of my vampires so it is unlikely I will get that book published by the end of it.
Ciao for now.
Filed under About my work
The wretched will demise
Witch from pixabay
The curse of a thousand years is upon you
The wretched will demise
Slowly your lineage falters
Because of your every lie
And witches cast their spells on you
They stir the magic in their pot
And I will rescue not one of you
Because you deserve the lot
Oh yes you wicked thing, wicked things shall come to you
For like attracts like within the witches stew
And slowly it shall burn your soul and terror it will thrive
Because you crossed an evil witch and now she’ll destroy your life
So slowly she will stir the pot, so the brew is ready
The spell shall come so slowly, so slowly and so steady
And you will realise what you’ve done, when it’s far too late
But now the spell it has been cast, the witch has sealed your fate
Filed under Poems S - U
Going deaf to your misery
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DISCLAIMER –
The below poem is not meant to be offensive – I am personally a sensory impaired member of society, I am very short sighted with astigmatism and I am totally deaf in my right ear with only 35% hearing in my left ear and I could potentially lose that, considering I have auto-immune inner ear disease. I have only learned to develop a sense of humour with the cards I’ve been dealt with in life, please understand.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of deaf
I shall hear no evil, but see a lot I might
Though I hear not the barks that scold me, I see the awful sight
Evidence of those who hate me are seen everywhere
And they sit back and they think that I really, really care
But yea, the mind is full of ego
And they shall think of themselves
I shall sit in wonderment, why they don’t put the hate on their shelves?
I wonder why every day, why they think of me?
When I have left them long ago, yet they still want to torture me?
Then I realise that those poor dears, they do not have a life
So that is why they taunt me, with curses and poisoned words of strife
They of course have an ego too, that you can be sure
That they sit around every day gossiping of the times of yore
Becoming old and bitter, making their friends think that they are a bore
By choosing to focus on the dead past, the past that makes them sore
And I sit back still amazed, that they have chosen to concentrate
On things about me, each and every day, because poisoned words always finds a way
To go back to the victim
You see that’s the side effects of your conviction
Gossip not and leave the friction
Filed under Poems G - I
I will rescue you
I’m am talking about the scriptures
I am talking about the books
I have a message for you
Would you please take a look?
You shepherd to me pain
You created the evil and insane
You make things hard to gain
Yet you still won’t take the blame
God, you ask me to trust you
And I can trust you not
Because each creation is made by you
You’ve made everything – the lot
You tell me to be wary of evil
How not to fool for their games
Yet I wonder why you tell me
What are your puzzling aims?
You see, I think you lie to me
I think you lie and cheat
I don’t think the word of God is yours
The bible was written by a sneak
That’s why you have no name
That’s why you refuse to tell
You try to cheat all of us and put us under spells
You’ve armies who believe in you
You’ve armies who’d fight your wars
Yet God is the name for love
So why don’t you show me yours?
You see I doubt the word of the scriptures that every religion tells
I believe it’s the act of the deceiver, who has put everyone under spells
It was once said “evil hides within the eyes of the innocent” and that is very true
Everyone who has faith in this, is under the spell that’s you
I don’t believe you are God at all
I don’t believe your lies
You’re just a book that tells us stories that are endless in supply
I know that God does exist and he isn’t inside of you
The innocence you have stolen, the world doesn’t have a clue
You’ve imprisoned their hearts and their minds
You’ve taken all their souls
Yet they still worship and believe, that your laws are old as time
Well I am here to free them, to save them with my rhyme
To open their minds and hearts
To open the door to them
I will try and lead them all back home again
For God is the word of love, he discriminates not at all
Anyone who tells you he does, is a liar, that is all
If your book tells you to hate or kill, it is not true scripture it is evil still
Do you want to pay the price? Do you want me to hand you the bill?
Do you want to be lost forever? Do you want to stay unfulfilled?
Then take my hand and come with me, to a better place.
A place where I can show you truth, far away from the base
Yes you already live in Hell, you didn’t know it, but now you do
And here is my hand outstretched, here to rescue you
Filed under Poems G - I
Fair-Weather Friend
You call me a fair-weather friend, that’s not true
I am here for you
Though times are hard for me too, I don’t like being blue
So often I seem cold to you, but I am always there for you
I don’t always say warm words, I tell home truths too much
I try to bring humour in and it makes me seem out of touch
I sit and listen to your woes and I sit and listen quietly
It doesn’t mean that my “Oks” make me take your problems lightly
I can’t let your problems become mine; I can’t get too involved
I don’t have the energy or the time, especially when your problems are old
I tell you time again, how you can mend your pains
But you just carry on your path and it often drives me insane
So when I don’t call or say too much, think about my life too
Think about how I sit and listen and that I am there for you
How I try not to talk about my own anger and pains
How I listen dutifully when your cries are always the same
How I hear the same thing over and over again
And I’ve not yet gone completely away
Is it fair then to say…
You’re a fair-weathered friend?
Well, Okay!
Filed under Poems D - F
Gremlins tea
Cute and sweet with a bite that’s severe
A gremlin waits in a corner so near
It watches you as you wander away from the computer that has you as a slave
When you’ve gone to make your tea, the gremlin starts to chew with glee
It nibbles away at your cables and chips, it gnaws and chomps and bites and snips
When you come back, the damage is done
The computer isn’t working and your left feeling numb
Filed under Poems G - I
Life is sometimes…
My life, sore as it may be, is still a blessing to me
There are things I don’t often see, happy things, miracles and a certain ease
I try not to be blind for the things I have
I try not to be ungrateful
I know that life could be much worse, it is sometimes inescapable
But I count my blessings as often as I can
So I can make a stand and say
It isn’t always this way
There are happy days and there are sad
There are good days and there are bad
But one thing that we can always be sure of
Is that life is changeable and we all know this – sort of
So when times are hard and difficult – remember it will also change
That life will lighten up and the suffering will ease and good times you will gain
But remember too that goodness, will also fade away
Be prepared for the bad times, as they sometimes come to play
But live for the moment is the most important of all
Something you don’t learn at school
So when you’re down and thinking silly things
Remember this message and let your heart sing
That times won’t always be bright and gay, but times aren’t always shades of grey
You will someday, find your peace, be happy again and pain will cease
Trust me, all things eventually decrease
Filed under Poems J - L
