One day at a time
Calmly nurturing
Understanding, patiently
Lovingly, caressingly
Under an umbrella
Saved by God’s grace
Optimum performance
Means remembering
No more forgetting,
I matter too.
Tag: Ponderings from Paisley
Heavenly Love
A tribute to my Uncle Bill Roy
I know why you couldn’t wait
your love had wedged the gate
keeping it open for you to slide through
so once again she could be close to you.
You slipped off when you had the chance
To be reunited in the eternal dance,
Free at last from your earthly bounds,
you smile and laugh as you spin her round
You don’t hear the angels serenading
As they join you both in celebrating
heavenly love returning home.
My Love for Irene Roy
What love has connected
no distance can divide
I am always with you,
in the love you have inside.
Until we meet again my love
I’ll never be far away.
Tune into your heart
where I’ll always stay
Together in the laughter,
together in the tears
As we have always been
during our many happy years
Until we meet again my love
don’t think I’m far away
Tune into your heart
where I’ll always stay
My Voice Will Go With You
This love that has connected us.
Means we can never be apart,
I will always walk with you,
Carried in your heart.
My voice will go with you
And when you need something dear to hold,
It will bring you comfort,
When the world feels sad and cold.
I hope you hear my laughter
In times it’s hard to smile,
And know that I’ll watch over you
When the road is filled with weary miles.
He called me home,
I’m sorry I had to go,
And for now, we must say goodbye.
Wipe your tears my child.
I’ve never wanted you to cry.
Don’t you remember?
All the laughs, we used to share.
All the silly songs I sang,
To show just how much I cared.
I planted the seed long ago,
So, you would always know.
Let me in and let me carry you
Although he’s called me home,
I’ll never stop loving you.
If Only…
I’m boggin’ the day
No guan anywhere
Jammies on, alone
N’ don’t gie a flying
I wish I wiz wae you
But a umnae
Shrugging ma shoulders
Wae a lopsided grin
Looking in the mirror
To see within
Check the nick of you
I say to myself
Then shrug again
Saying wit the hell
The sky’s aw grey
The rain pouring doon
There’s nothing exciting
Happening in toon
Too cauld oot side
To go oot wandering
So I turn up the heat
And staun here pondering
Who’s gonna love you
Now yer auld
And fa’ing to bits?
Who’s gonna love you
Ye’ve lost yer wits.
Will I find my hero,
Is it too late for me?
Forever and ever
A fantasy, it seems
Happily ever after,
In my eyes, laughter,
If only, I whisper,
If only, I dream,
If only…
Rays of Hope
What to say when silence has been my solace?
Where to go when I’ve been all over the place?
Will the tears ever stop rolling down my face?
When will I learn to walk with grace?
Now I’ve found Rays of Hope
With their support I know I’ll cope
Cancer conquered, a future altered,
Walking forward, she faltered.
Falling to her knees…
Give me strength, she begged.
Give me what I need to cope.
And God delivered
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Forever Yew
Yew
tree, layering,
enticing; the curious,
the seeker to contemplate,
signs, rebirth is always occurring
and that even decay can herald
the birth of new life.
As the cycle continues
and the circle
remains unbroken
forever.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Craigends_Yew
I birthed the future
I birthed the future
carried constellations within
elemental entities
of fire and air
masculine and feminine
the sun and the wind
stars made of sunshine
light beams of dreams
burning it down
and soaring above
reborn from the ashes
devoted in love
I birthed the future
With new horizons to explore
On the cusp of adventure
Awaits many new shores
Four new worlds
creating,
colliding
Intersecting,
expanding
together
yet apart
Sharing one universe
And always my heart
I birthed the future
Under the sun and the moon
Touching heaven
While still here on Earth
I am the life bringer
The deliverer of lions
And the breath of life
The mother of miracles,
Laboured in love
To bring forth
The scales of justice
Weighed in from above
I birthed the future
Carried constellations within
I birthed the future.
La La Land
Much as I wish life was always sweet,
that every rainy day brought a coulorful treat.
That every blade of grass really tickled our ass
and that the bumps were only minor as the hurdles we pass.
Much as I wish we had no troubles to endure,
as we barely tread water as we reach for the shore.
Much as I wish there weren’t times it felt like we’re drowning
and our bonnie wee smiles were replaced by frowning.
Much as I wish no kids were abused,
no women were tortured and sexually used.
Much as I wish there was equality for all
there’s never gonna be unless we answer the call.
The call from inside, the silent screams of the tortured.
The ones that so many don’t want to hear
not realising there hiding from their own fears.
Scared to pay attention to the world around
their hands on their ears to drown out the sound.
Looking to La La Land where all is well,
they preach positivity in the stories they sell.
Never stopping for a moment to simply embrace truth,
ignoring reality and dismissing the proof.
In la La Land no strength is needed
only sweet things are ever seeded.
In La La Land you won’t have to fight to survive
you’ll never learn what it truly takes to thrive.
In La la Land compassion has dried up
because it’s easier to blame someone if they’re fucked up.
In La La Land there’s no space for tears
in case it triggers someone’s fears.
In la La Land don’t dare cry
and don’t dig deeper or question why.
In La Land there is no toil
just scatter the seeds on the top soil.
No need for water to wash our hands
as we’re too clean here to understand.
Dirt is needed to grow something big,
courage is a beautiful bloom for which we must dig.
Think positive they scream if you show your fears,
if you’re brought to your knees and shed your tears.
Never contemplating, blind to see that our knees offer support when the pain’s too much
and all we need is a human touch.
A smile, a hug, a reassurance we’ll get through,
that we can make it in this crazy zoo.
That though we’re weak we’ll rise again like the sun in the sky and the tides keep flowing.
Never pondering that from this pain we’re growing.
That positivity is knowing you can survive another day,
and being honest about what your heart needs to say.
That not topping yourself is the ultimate goal
when your legs are as weak as a new born foal.
So my friends there’s something I hope I’ve helped you understand
I don’t want to live in fucking La La Land.
An Intimate Relationship
No-one understands it, they all think I’ve gone mad.
Stuck in this crazy situation that can only be described as bad
It’s a very controlling relationship that subtlety rules my life.
When it goes into over-drive, it causes me much strife.
It chipped away slowly, making me doubt myself.
Took me a wee while to notice, I now reside in hell.
Can’t go out my legs won’t stop shaking,
You’ve probably noticed my voice is quaking
I look like an alkie, with the DT’s
Or a junkie that’s been brought to her knees.
Down in the dumps, brain fog clouds my head.
Even made me ponder if I’d be better dead.
Weight’s falling of me, I’m a shadow of myself
Maybe I’ll just fade away for my final farewell
My feet get so itchy as I try to walk away,
Energy non-existent, need to wait another day.
It’s not just my feet, my legs and back too.
Can’t get to sleep, no wonder I’m so blue.
Just scratching the surface, skimming the shore.
As I scream louder and louder, I can’t take anymore
No longer got it in me to even look at a Facebook page,
It’s just not worth dealing with the internal rage.
I’m as up and down as our Highland landscape,
Too many days where I want to escape
Trembling inside, here we go again.
The volcano’s exploding, will it ever end?
All control lost now, as I keep tumbling down.
My smile gone, now replaced with a frown.
A tiny butterfly trying to break through its cocoon
A little butterfly tuned to the cycles of the moon.
The wings begin to flap and my whole world is affected.
Emotional upheaval with this thyroid that is infected.
Rashelle Reid
This hopefully explains a little of why I’ve not been blogging very much lately. I hope to be back soon but couldn’t let National Poetry Day pass without sharing something with my friends. Both overactive and underactive thyroid conditions cause a lot of problems for the person affected but also for their friends and family so I’ve added some links that I’ve found particularly useful for anyone who wishes to know more. I’ve also added the link to something I wrote last year for National Poetry Day. Big massive thanks to all the supporters of my blog who’ve been sharing while I’ve not been around, really appreciate your support. Love and blessings, Rashelle
https://ponderingsfrompaisley.wordpress.com/2014/03/21/happy-poetry-day/
Delightful Delusions
Delusion can be delightful,
at other times quite frightful
Dallying in a day-dream,
foraying in fantasy.
Always a bump,
coming back to reality.
Twinkling with the stars,
or soaring through the air.
Pretending for a while,
not to have a single care.
Then reality bites,
like a rabid dog.
Pulling you out,
of a self-induced fog.
Legs are wobbly,
takes a moment to ground.
Need to re-focus,
by looking around.
Settling down,
strapping in for the ride.
Remembering there’s nowhere,
really to hide.
The truth waits for no one,
at your peril ignore.
The rumblings that come
from deep in your core.
Ponderings from Paisley 