Often accepted, but never first choice
Always ignored for someone's louder voice
I finally realise, this is my lot:
Regarded as warm, I will never be 'hot'.
I had some dreams a long time ago.
Where did they vanish to? I'd like to know.
I've tried to help and I've done it for free
But where are the people who'll do it for me?
My talent's not great, I know that, at last
And the dreams that I cherished have faded so fast.
So when I am dead - you'll forget in a trice,
On my headstone, the legend " Here's Lil, she was 'nice',
But she couldn't be special or brilliant or cool
So she died, as she lived, a romantic old fool.
Not cut out for winning when put to the test
Accepting her fate was to be second-best."
Having a convenient space - here's another sonnet.
I think of you, my love, though years have flown
Since last I held your hand or spoke your name
I've now grown used to living on my own
And yet my heart still burns with love's first flame.
The joys we shared when everything was new
When sunlight warmed our shoulders as we strolled
When I was beautiful and so were you,
Before the world revolved and made us old.
The bones are brittle now, the heart is weak
And you are long since buried in the earth
My voice is cracked and broken as I speak
And yet I feel I'm ready for rebirth
As I reach out towards your smiling face
And lose myself once more in your embrace.
The Verse-Artiste - Poems for your special occasions
If you have a special occasion looming and would like a 'bespoke' poem tailored for the occasion - contact me firstname.lastname@example.org and I'll see what I can do. All poems are dispatched printed and framed. Photographs or illustrations of your choice can be included at no extra charge. Rates are negotiable, but I've often been called cheap!
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(Love in the 21st Century)
Love in the 21st Century.
Well, hiya hun! It’s great to hear your voice
And talk about the things we need to plan.
Thank God, the world today gives me the choice
Of how to keep in contact with my man.
I meant to tell you that I loved the text
You sent last night before I went to sleep
Although, my love, you’re somewhat oversexed
Which means it’s not a message I can keep!
The video on youtube made me smile
Reminding me how much I love that tune
We’ll play it as I’m walking down the aisle
I tell you now, that day can’t come too soon,
When finally together we shall be
Instead of talking electronically.
For many years, our love has been a fact
Though sometimes we forget to speak its name.
We leave aside the niceties – like tact
And act as if our life is but a game.
I’ve wondered how on Earth we came this far,
When chalk and cheese are clearly more akin
And yet I need to be right where you are -
The one who’s been beside me –thick and thin.
Perhaps we owe it all to Sky TV
That lets us go on living separate lives?
Or maybe our success is down to me –
For after all – I am the best of wives.
But leaving all analysis aside
I’m glad that I was chosen as your bride.
Tell me, my love, where is the joy in this
-A web of lies, that’s formed from our deceit?
The guilt that goes along with every kiss
Ensures commitment cannot be complete.
In youth, I dreamed of happiness untold.
I thought I’d found it, when he took my hand,
But when my heart met yours, his love seemed cold.
I’d changed in ways I did not understand.
The time has come and now I must decide
And yet, I know not how to make the choice.
Caught in the flood, I swim against the tide.
I see his face and yet I hear your voice.
But this I know, whichever way I choose
There’ll be no winner – there’s too much to lose.
My lover’s words still set my heart aflame.
They tell me that I am the only one
That he would ask to share his life and name
And be beside him when the day is done.
At night, his arms enfold and hold me close.
He tells me that there is no need to fear.
I ask about the others - he says those
Are in the past. I am the one who’s here.
So why is it I cannot give my trust
And take his word for what it seems to be?
For this to work, I understand I must
Accept that all his love belongs to me,
But then, the scent of perfume on his shirt
Reminds me how a broken heart can hurt.
These are some of my 'bespoke' verses - written 'to order' for special occasions, or written for love 'cos I'm like that !
On your Wedding Day
As you begin your journey today as man and wife
And pledge your love forever – until the end of life
And as you seek fulfilment of hopes and plans and dreams
May Fortune pave the way ahead with starlight and moonbeams.
You won’t forget a moment of this your special day
There’ll never be another time when you will feel this way
You stand before your loved ones to declare what’s in your hearts
And then from this day forward the true adventure starts.
As you take one another in sickness and in health
You’ll find that it is love alone that counts as your real wealth
Let laughter be your medicine for there is nothing surer
Than humour as the answer - for richer or for poorer.
And as the years roll onward, together you will stay
And find such joy in everything by sharing each new day
So may God bless this union and may he bring you peace
In life, in love, in partnership – Matthew and Deneice.
Memories of Mum
(20th Anniversary 7/11/2006)
The hand that rocked the cradle ruled the world just as we’re told
The voice that crooned to comfort me, yet sometimes had to scold
The shoulders that had borne the load that life had handed out
Could always bear a little more when I faced fear or doubt
The love that knew no limits, that was always there for me,
The rules that set the boundaries which allowed me to be free
The sharing of her memories, her talents and her skills
Acknowledging I’d never win- faced with a clash of wills
The brothers and the sister with whom I shared my life
The Faith that never left her – no matter what the strife
The pride in our achievements, however small they seemed
The sacrifices made so that we could fulfil our dreams
The sum of all these fragments that wander through my mind
Recalls for me the childhood that I have left behind
I close my eyes and whisper a word or two of prayer
Though many years have gone I feel her presence is still there
She lives on in our hearts and minds, remembered for her love
And also for her strength which was inspired from above
And if I could make a wish – I know what it would be
That I could tell her one more time how much she meant to me.