“You and I, like birds in a cage”…

Tonight, I am thrilled to present Unbolt as my guest poet. You can read more of Unbolts work here:

https://unbolt.wordpress.com/2015/04/03/the-light-off-house-keeper/

Are you wanting to join in and be a guest poet? Send me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk and I will do the rest!

Cheers
J

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The Light-off-House keeper

Do you remember that guy?
Yes, who turned off the lighthouse.
At that time things were awry
and it ended up in the madhouse.

‘Birds are better than people.
They can fly and sit on the steeple’

Then two or three were shipwrecked.
It was in late November…
All appeals were rejected.
I was small, but I still remember.

‘Birds are better than people.
They don’t weep. Don’t beg for a nipple’

I saw his look through the bars.
I read his bloodless parched lips.
‘…they fade in the light… like stars…
…lighthouse is evil… full eclipse…’

‘Birds are better than people.
They never doubt to kill a cripple‘

James Bond was my cult hero
(no, not a dolt from a film)
His books were my ground zero.
Birds became lords in my little realm.

‘Birds are better than people…’
I’m the most industrious pupil.

I defeated wicked light.
I secure happy birdlife.
I keep eternal twilight.

Somewhere somebody cries… it’s a sailor’s wife.

“Loneliness leaves no shadow”…

hiding

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Keeping a distance…
Away from the hate…

Hiding all feelings…
Behind a traitor’s gate…

That stands tall and strong…
Providing protection…

Allowing the prisoners…
Space for reflection…

And time to consider…
What is the next move…

So many options…
But so little to choose…

As the mountainous path…
That was once followed…

Is now over grown…
The weeds have swallowed…

Making it difficult…
To keep on the right…

Whilst avoiding the wrong….
That comes out at night…

And blinds the eyes…
That once could see…

It was perfectly clear…
But now it’s muddy…

Leading to confusion…
Messages that are mixed…

Points of view distorted…
No hope they’ll be fixed…

By words or by deeds…
No matter the intention…

The river now too wide…
No bridges to mention…

Just the edge of the abyss…
That draws people in…

Across the white line…
Where only the Devil wins…

Becoming a limbo state…
Where nothing is resolved…

And the bitterness festers…
For all parties involved…

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“It’s a crying shame, to have only hopeless sorrow”…

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Stress and anxiety…
Distort and cloud her view…
Been like this for years…
It is nothing new…
The unseen silent killer…
Crept up unawares…
Like a thief in the night…
Climbing up her stairs…

And quietly attacked…
With debilitating ease…
Once inside her mind…
She was forced upon her knees…
She can’t clearly think straight…
Her brain is under pressure…
Her arms and her legs…
Are locked in displeasure…

The feelings run through…
The length of her body…
She feels sick and twisted…
But can’t tell anybody…
Or articulate how she’s feeling…
Because she’s in such a dark place…
But you won’t see any scars…
They lurk beneath her surface…

All her thoughts are freezing…
And just not making sense…
There is no escape…
It’s all so fucking intense…
And she simply can’t cope…
So she tries to hide away…
Ignoring everyone around her…
Blocking out whatever they say…

And sometimes lashing out…
In pure anger and frustration…
That nobody can help her…
Overcome this dire situation…
Because the stress and the anxiety…
That distort her daily view…
Began the day he left her…
And broke her heart in two…

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Amazing drawing by Sarah : http://hootowlforlife.tumblr.com

“Key to a hidden treasure”…

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He’s walking round for hours…

Hoping to see her face…

In an ocean full of strangers…

And such an unfamiliar place…

Feeling so damn lonely…

Wanting to be by her side…

Speaking for her ears only…

Using words a devil provides…

Holding hands and kissing…

And dancing to her beat…

He’s walking round in circles…

Hoping they will meet…

And spend a little time…

In each other’s company…

Getting to know her better…

Hoping to make her see…

The two of them are perfect…

In spite of all their faults…

Even if it’s not meant to be…

His heart still somersaults…

Because he feels a little dizzy…

Whenever she’s around…

The affect she has upon him…

Is so fucking profound…

He knows it’s all pretend…

A stupid and sexy fantasy…

But just one night with her…

Would be like taking LSD…

Hearing all her whispers…

Making her body moan…

Blindfolding her senses…

Chilling her to the bone…

Waking up beside her…

Holding her in his arms…

Talking to her so softly…

Drowning in her charms…

So he’s walking round for hours…

Hoping to see her face…

In this ocean full of strangers…

He longs for her embrace…

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“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“It is as it is” – For Cancer Research…

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Well…

Not quite sure what to say, but the paperback version of this book of poems is ready to buy earlier than planned! If you click the picture it should take you through to the lulu webpage.

It’s taken a while from concept to delivery, some road humps along the way, but it is not too bad for a first attempt.

All profit from this project will be collated over the next 12 months and donated to Cancer Research.

For your information, the cost to make each book is £4.10, so each purchase will mean a donation of £5.89. I will keep a running total on a fixed page somewhere so you can keep track if you are interested.

A hardback version will follow, but the cost price on that is huge, so I am not sure if there will be much in the way of selling / donations. Time will tell.

When I started this blog, I did it in secret and for the most part, I still do. I wrote and continue to write for therapy under servere pressure, trying to hold my head and my sanity together whilst the world around me fell apart. Watching my Father slip away crowned an amazing 15 month period in my life that couldn’t have been written by the best script writers.

But I am still here, still trying to get through life like we all do – It’s fair to say I have been on the ropes, but not knocked out…

I appreciate that many of you have read my words and have been subjected to my torrid last few months – for that I apologise and thank you in equal measure. Most of you are faceless to me, but you all have a talent in writing and reading others work inspires me to do better and look at my own work through a different lens.

I have had help and encouragement from offline too and they know who they are – so thank you!!

I hope that you are able to donate to this cause, but if not, the poems remain on the site and who knows, a volume 2 may evolve– so thanks again for reading and enjoy.

Cheers

J

“Something quite extraordinary, I don’t feel a thing at all”…

She felt so afraid…
Her eyes bloodshot, her love betrayed…

She felt so scared…
So ill at ease, so unprepared…

She felt so angry…
Her vision clouded, she could not see…

She felt so numb…
Can’t believe who she’s become…

She felt so alone…
Like A stranger in her own home…

She felt so hurt…
Her mind is lost, yet still so alert…

She felt so bare…
Soaked in misery, drunk on deep dark despair…

She felt so desperate…
But she couldn’t escape yet…

She felt so unloved…
Her face unmasked, her hands ungloved…

She felt so lost…
Her soul had bared the ultimate cost…

She felt so lonely…
“If only”… “If only”… “If only”…

She felt so depressed…
Could she end it; The blade, her chest…

She felt so Blue…
He left her heart broken. Blue. In Two…