Rashelle Reid – Ponderings from Paisley

Paisley Abbey Stained Glass Window

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.

Someone Like You

A futile fantasy

or a grand design

To attempt to define

the undefinable,

To confine in words

The unconfinable.

An impossible dream,

It seems, to stream.

Into alphabetic reality

Without banality

And with originality

Letters posted to

Someone like you

Of a love so true.

I search my mind

Frantically to find

Something to enshrine,

to capture, to symbolise,

how my heart harmonises

as finally I recognise,

what you mean to me.

This stranger,

I’ve yet to meet.

Eye to eye,

to look, to see.

Is this real

or just a fantasy?

Call me Betty

The victim blamed

Instead detained

Because I’m the one

enflamed dragon

Shining in the sun

Who raised my voice

And made some noise

Who danced outside

With a lion’s pride

I was shafted

In every way

Yet I’m still locked up

As others play

Come on tae feck

It’s time to play fair

I’ve done my bit

Now you do yours

I won’t be blamed

I won’t be shamed

My voice counts

Don’t let me down

As May Day drew near

I chose hope over fear

doc won’t show

So tell Al I’m calling

It’s time I went home

I’m done falling

The drugs were brutal

They fecked me up

the perceived power

An empty cup

Implied consent

A bullshit scene

I’m wide awake

And full of dreams

I won’t be sedated

Against my will

I won’t be threatened

I’ve been redeemed

So if you’re asleep

Wake from the dream

“Wake from your sleep or learn to love your sedation.” Gerry Cinnamon

She

She stood lonely on the mountain top, surveying all the World

She wandered back in time to when she was just a girl.

She looked over land and sea, her eyes wet with tears.

She searched for answers in the midst of her fears.

She walked the path back down, determined not to fall.

She answered the silent voice no-one but her could hear call.

She crumpled like a piece of paper, more than she’ll admit.

She moved forward step by step, determined not to quit.

She fell to her knees, laying broken on the floor.

She surrendered everything, leaving her baggage at the door.

She danced in the moonlight as the rain washed it all away.

She sings Halleluiah in praise each and every day.

She shines even brighter, now she walks The Way.

#TheWay #She #Halleluiah

You’re a riot, Alice.

“Hurry, Alice.” the white rabbit quipped, looking over his shoulder to make sure she was keeping up.

“I don’t feel too good, I think there must be something in the water I drank.” Alice replied. “I feel all floaty light, like I might fly away.”

“Oh good, hopefully you fly quicker than you walk.” Rabbit said, checking his watch impatiently.

Alice stopped, breathless. “Maybe I just need a good Earthing, I’ll take my shoes off and see if that helps.”

Frustrated, with the lack of action the white rabbit hopped from foot to foot, “You’re a riot, Alice. What are you going to do next? A sun dance?”

“Maybe, but only if you join me. Now, where is it we’re heading again?” Alice asked looking a little bewildered.

“Narnia or perhaps you would prefer Oz but then we’d miss the biggest party Womderland has ever seen, or have you forgot about that too? You really are away with the faeries today!”

“We couldn’t possibly go to Oz today, Mr. Rabbit. I’ve left Toto in the house.” She laughed, picking up her shoes and starting to skip barefoot beside him, “I feel much better now anyway. Let’s go have some fun”

#Mixedlit #Wonderland #Toto #Alice #WhiteRabbit #Narnia #Oz

To Tyranny, unjust

Celebrate if you must,
The demise of freedom,
To express, to trust,
The denial of liberty,
Of free will, of choice
To tyranny, unjust
Interventions, crazed
Inventions, manipulated,
Media stories, reliving
Past glories of freedom
Fought and died for
By the brave, to save
Us from being enslaved,
To the grave, dead
Inside, shriveled lives
Masked as news,
Propaganda fills the
Airwaves. The spaces
In between, unseen
I can’t breathe,
Nobody cares because
The papers don’t declare