Other poems

Poems about life, love, family, and politics — not sorted into the seasonal wheel

  • Love

    Take me to a gardenAnd smell the flowersLet me take you up a mountainAnd adore the viewTake me to a sculptureAnd sense its powerLet me take you to the seasideAnd breathe the airTake me to a desertAnd worship the heatLet me take you to a gigAnd immerse us in songTake me dancingAnd move with meLet… Read more

  • Free

    Last year I was in a really deep holeAnd every time I tried to crawl outhe pushed me back inHe was in total controlAnd the deeper I gotThe worst I becameFriends were my rays of sunshineand hopeBut no-one had a ladderto heave me outBut out of the darkness,the depths of despairThe real me arosewith a… Read more

  • I am free

    I am freeFrom the shacklesthat have bound meI am freein my head and my heartI have grown through the soil and the leavesfrom a dark persecutioninto the lightand blossomed and bloomedI am myselfThere is no controlAnymoreI can be meMeAnd the dark clouds have turned to rainbowsThe thunder to birds singingAnd the horrorThe tortureIs all overI… Read more

  • The end

    Sitting in the sun as they pack up my lifefeeling betrayed and aloneThis is the real end of our rainbowsaying goodbye to our homeMiserable and sad for what could have beenAngry you threw us awaybut the March sun is so warmtelling me my life begins on this dayFor if you can turn 21 years of… Read more

  • Childrens questions

    What is a familywithout a father?What womancan steel a father from his children?What does a child feelwhen daddy leaves?Does he know daddy still loves him?Does daddy still love him?If he does, why did he leave?Does mummy still love me?If she does, why did she let him leave?Was it me?Did they break up because of me?Can… Read more

  • Hope

    Is there hope that Ican relax and trust and laughCan life rise out ofthis unhappy dark wildernessCan the sun shineand the flowers growand the stars twinkleand the rivers flowCan the moon glowand the waves roarCan love growor has he killed usExtinguished the familyWhere love and laughterfun and happinesscuddles and kissesmade us loveHas he smashed usinto… Read more

  • Broken promises

    I remember the day you put on this ringand promised yourself to methrough whatever would befall us in lifeOur union was one you and meSo what did it mean when you gave me this ringA mere token of what might have been?Because for me it was an everlasting bondA sign that you and me were… Read more

  • Hurt

    Do I describe shock or surpriseor is it hurt in my sad eyes?Has this catastrophe taught me to hateMyself?Tragic betrayal has destroyed me and my lifeRipped away trust Cut with a knifeAllowed boiling anger to burst out ofMEAnd so I feel worthlessOnly for the childrenI can smileNot for me Read more

  • Betrayal

    I hate the mobile phoneIt’s tonethat spells a text from herto himand turns my heart to stone Read more

  • Another happy day

    My mornings they used to beSuch a tired and grumpy timeJust to start another dayUntil this sweet son of mineWakes with so much happinessHe’s laughing and wants to playAs if to say to mummyI’m excited that it’s day Read more

  • I’ve learnt a lot these first six monthsI’ve learnt to eat and laughI’ve learnt to love my mum and dadAnd to love my nighttime bathI’ve made a very special friendWho lives with me at homeInside of every mirrorSo I’m never here alone! Read more

  • Rainow in springtime is joyful and gayNewborn lambs at frolic and playBirds are nesting and daffodils shineMornings crisp when weather is fine Rainow in summer is peaceful and funSheep are sheared and farming tasks doneGardens are tended in colourful waysSun may shine on some of the days Rainow in autumn is golden and brightTree leaves… Read more

  • When I am old

    When I am old and my works doneGive me the strength to carry onWhen my body is failing fastGive me the hope my mind to lastWhen living seems a heartless choreGive me the will to want for more (Written after visiting an elderly lady when I was a GP trainee ) Read more

  • 4 Iceland poems

    They sat in silenceEnchanted by this placeThe look of pleasureUpon their faceThe wild cliffs and hillsWondrously majesticThe isolated FjordDesolately magic Happy people playingBowls upon the shoreNoisy waves are lappingWho could want for moreCrystal clear the waterAnd the mountain topsThe fire is burning warmlyFlaming when it popsOur campsite is a pictureNestling in the hillsNatural is the… Read more

  • Puffin

    Today I saw a puffinI don’t think it saw meIt had a very pretty beakAnd was swimming in the seaAnd then I saw another oneFlying very low and fastFlapping very quick its wingsBecause its body is so vastAnd then I heard a storyThat really is quite sadThat locals kill and cook this birdIf you think… Read more

  • The start

    We left the comfort of our coachAnd strolled a strollers paceAnd then we reached this pleasant FjordAn enchanting peaceful placeWe did some walks and ate a lotAnd told a joke or twoAnd now we’re off into the mistTo be a trawler crew Read more

  • Rannoch Moor

    Stop the train here please driverWe are high upon CorrourI can see a walk awaits meAcross this Rannoch MoorA pleasant peaceful ambleNo other life on siteBut deer upon the hillsideAnd the occasional sheep in whiteThe only noise is waterRushing down the glensUntil we reach Fort WilliamAnd there our journey ends Read more

  • Rainow

    0 to be in RainowThe warmth of English HillsThe comfort of a bedAnd no malaria pillsThe church bells on a SundayShop for forgotten foodOur little house and gardenHot water, heat, firewoodI don’t miss Rainow all the timeJust a little of the dayNepal is such a lovely placeIn many ways I’d like to stayThe way of… Read more

  • If I were not me

    I think after all that I am meAnd if I were not meThen who would I beI might be the person you want me to beBut then if I were I wouldn’t be me Read more

  • Regret

    I sit silently on my bedUnhappiness rears its ugly headDreaming of the good old daysOf rebellious thoughts and wicked waysOf why my attitudes have changedWhy my thoughts have rearrangedAnd why I still feel it weren’t all badBecause of the good times that i hadWhat is life, if not to have fun?Should I relent of the… Read more