#Poetry – Tumbling down

With grinding teeth and sobbing tears my recent hopes, my greatest fears, came tumbling down into a mess. I hate these times I must confess. Cause when your world comes tumbling down there’s no-one there to ease that frown, and so you dwell upon each thing you cannot change…it sure does sting.

You can’t change what has happened and though a scar remains, that scar remains an emblem of life’s struggles and it’s pains. There is no silver lining. Your tears they’ll come to naught. Regardless of the matter nor how you feel distraught. 

So come on there brave soldier, let’s once more bare the load. Take up your pack upon your back, trudge forward on the road. Just remember it’s a journey with blissful times and pain. So focus on the good stuff and stamp them in your brain.

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#Poetry – Quirky banter

You’re my friend that I trust to see, the real person that is me. With that trust I open my soul to be free, and with my weird quirky banter I flavour the sea. A sea full of fun, innocent and judge free, and yes I’ll go overboard…yep that would be me.

So do I crawl back in my shell like a crab on the beach? Burrow into the sand well out of reach? I don’t mean to offend but when I read your text. I question my openness and feel a bit vexed.

Photo – Little Gibber – Dee Grant
Quirky Banter – Audio – ArtandIdioms – Dee Grant – 2020

BY DEE GRANT 2020