The Special One
A boy walks under a grey clad sky

A secret teardrop in his eye

His mind is full of angst and torment

The fear within, a confidence rent

The bullies they for years did vent

Their poison vicious virulence

The cowards they hid in darkened corners

Spreading lies and hurting comments

Did they really know the damage done

To that little special one

His stuttering start had made him different

Or maybe it was his dark skin pigment

If only they could have looked beyond

A tender beauty that could be found

Instead they took of flesh a pound

And left him screaming, not a sound.

         Jpoet7

The power of the pen is proven once again, for those interested I read my poem to my 8 year old. Immediate response, computer off, at the table eating normality restored. No furniture damaged ✍🏻💪

 

The new age
I called him out at two o clock

And then again at four

He said that he’s not hungry

So I called him out once more

He’s so tied up with his cyber world

He forgets that he’s alive

Am I an awful father

No I will call again at five

I wonder if this resonates

With others of like mind

I could just turn off all his games

Do you think it would be unkind.

I did as I suggested and there was such a row

His voice it raised up slightly

His words increased and how

I know his world is good for him

but surely he can measure

That too much time in cyber world

Puts families under pressure

Jpoet7

            When she sings

I pick up my vinyl record

 I place it on the dial

I walk onto the dance floor

I jive around with style
My feet they keep on tapping

My lips begin to move

My heart is beating faster

Now that I am in the groove
What makes this so amazing

Is that I’m sixty and I’m ageing

Like a youth I am behaving

When I hear her sing

Jpoet7

         Me
It never ceases to amaze me.

 For years I could not see 

The artistic genius and the beauty

 that everywhere surrounds me
I stand upon a mountain 

I look out onto the sea

I see reflective colour

That never used to be
It must have been within me

But then I wonder why

My mind was full of imagery 

For years it passed me by
I’ve tried of late to translate

What lies between my ears

I hope my little musings

Will bring you some little cheer
          Jpoet7
 

     Unpaid Heroes
Lifeboats leap into perilous oceans

Waves climb high in fearsome motions

The Sailing ships and fishing boats

Struggle tirelessly to stay afloat

Sailors peering in the distance

Praying for some help, assistance

Their friends upon the pier await

For any news of loved ones fate

And then Ahoy you hear the cry

Three cheers again for the R N L I

Jpoet7

           Leap year
White cotton buds in a blue clad sky

Another year has passed swiftly by

The storm clouds they have abated

A tranquil dawn has been created
To walk the nearby coastline

Views so beautiful and so sublime

Lapping waters onto shifting sands

Dogs running, lovers holding hands
Children laughing,running,playing

People silently strolling, praying

Scattered seashells softly glistening

In the hope the Gods are listening
Allay all the doubts and fears

Dry all the worried tears

Will bring but happiness and cheer

Throughout the coming year.

        Jpoet 7 

    Addicted

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Lonely, depressed, in the corner of her mind

She sits desolate head deeply bent in anguish

Surrounded by the remnants of her recent past

Her family long since gone from her life

Where can she turn, she is drowning in self pity

No friends come knocking on her hall door

Laughter and toys missing from the playroom floor

Where did it all go wrong, confused, she rocks 

She had promised to stop in a whispering cry

The bottles hidden in every corner, tempting

Shaking she needed the courage to go on

But now all is lost, the terrible cost

Of an alcohol addiction.

          Jpoet7

 The last farewell

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He was so happy when we would meet

His smile, his eyes would light, his handshake,

But now he’s gaunt the cancers struck

His skeletal frame, he’s bald on top,

But there’s still a sparkle, he’s still so sweet

Despite the pain, the dwindling breath,

He likes to see his friends come around

But some have stopped, don’t make a sound

You cannot blame them it can’t be easy

To see him lie there, slow uneasy.

 Though his wife is there a tower of strength 

The tea, the chat,like an angel sent.

So take a moment of this precious time

To look beyond the timid frame 

And see the man you knew so well

Take a moment some tales to tell

To watch him laugh or hear him cry

There’s still sometime to say goodbye.
Jpoet7

       Human nature
  
By natures beauty I was enraptured
By sea and sky I was truly captured

The sculptured land and verdant pastures

The mountains and the rivers mastered

Waterfalls like torrents thunder

Fill me full of awesome wonder

Such destructive force that tears asunder

The structure of our firmament.

Through deep cut valleys the river flows

As it swiftly moves the land erodes 

Changing the landscape as it goes

The power of nature it truly shows

Human damns and power stations

Light the homes of many nations

If global warming takes its course

We’ll soon be without this natural resource.

            Jpoet7