Archives: October 2010

Poem: Valentine Poem: This Love Is So Unspoken

Oct05
Published on: October 5, 2010
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This Card is sent anonymous, It’s writer under cover,
It’s sent with loving thoughts, From your secret Lover.
It’s sent to say I love you, It’s sent to say I care.
It’s sent to say I miss you, and wish that I was there.

This card I want to give you, On this special day,
I want to say I love you, in a very special way.
I want to kiss you deeply, I want to hug you tight,
I want to have you in my arms to cling to through the night.

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National Poetry Day (UK)

Oct05
Published on: October 5, 2010
Categories: Holiday, Poetry
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Well October the 7th is National Poetry Day, Well it is in the UK, I do not know if other countries have a similar event? Let me know.

Anyway to help promote poetry in these heathen uncultured days :) I have decided to post a Poem a day, starting on Oc 1st, and leading up to Oct 7th National Poetry Day itself. The first six poems will be from my archives, and the one posted on the 7th itself will hopefully be a new one, written specially for the day.

This would be a good thing, as I have not written a lot recently, and need a kick up the backside to get me writing again.

Today’s poem was written as a Valentine verse.

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Poem: Heart of Stone

Oct04
Published on: October 4, 2010
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When out we must stay apart,
in case thay see the love in my heart.
I’m always watching from afar,
at night i wish upon a star.
For in our group, i feel alone,
I wish i had a heart of stone.

If only love would die,
and tears i would no longer cry.
If only i did not care,
when beside you he is there.
And i must stay apart – alone,
if only i had a heart of stone.

My heart is dying in my chest,
i no longer know what to do for best.
Why do i love, why do i feel,
how long does a heart take to heal.
I lie at night in the dark alone,
Praying for a heart of stone.

A heart of stone wont break,
and stone will never feel ache.
But i have a motral heart,
that aches when we’re apart.
Alas for being flesh and bone,
why cant i have a heart of stone.

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When is a simple task not a simple task….

Oct04
Published on: October 4, 2010
Categories: Vehicles
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Last Friday it was pointed out to me that the sidelight on the drivers side was not working on my car. Now changing the bulbs on a car is a simple task so I pencilled in doing some maintenance at the weekend.

So Saturday afternoon I pop the hood and look at the back of the light fitting to see what kind of bulb I need. Imagine my surprise when I realised the lamp I wanted was behind a bit of metal chassis. OK. Not to worry, I have the owners manual so I’ll check what they say about bulb replacement.

The entry for side lights & indicators was simply “For this task we suggest taking the vehicle to your supplier for them to deal with” WTF?? Since when has replacing a simple sidelight bulb needed the vehicle dealers to do? Pah at them.

So I take a look to see how big a job it is to gain access to the bulb. Right. to gain access to the back of the lighting unit you have to remove the lighting unit. So far so simple. Only the lighting unit is behind the front grill & bodywork. So you have to remove the front of the car to get at the lighting unit, to remove the lighting unit to gain access to the lamp to simply unplug it, and plug a new one in.

How fraking stupid is that design ?

Several hours of major mechanical work just to get access to a 30 second maintenance job.

Needless to say, my side light is still not working.

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Poem: Darkness

Oct03
Published on: October 3, 2010
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As you walk the streets at night,
I am always there just out of sight.
you sometimes feel me near,
footsteps in your mind you hear.
I see you stop and stare,
wondering just who is there.
Deep in the shows of the night you search,
but mortal eyes cant see my pearch.
A BANG! in the dark,
you feel fear in your heart.
you flee to the places of sin,
Where footsteps are losed in the din.
Encased in the croud,
you feel safe and proud.
Till you notice them all leer,
encouraged by the smell of your fear.
Thay drag you into the night by your hair,
your cloths thay rip and tear.
Strangers ignore your cries of distress,
you are surrounded by enamies in the darkness.
But the darkness is my home,
throught it i may freely roam.
Thay scream and try to fight,
but thay are no match to a child of the night.
soothing words i whisper in your ear,
till the light of day makes me disapear.
i whisper with my last kiss and caress
That you are safe always in DARKNESS..

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Poem: Knocking

Oct02
Published on: October 2, 2010
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Late last night, and the night before,
There came a knocking, a knocking at my door.
When I go and answer it, there is no-one there,
There is no-one at my door, the door step is bare.

Oh who could be tormenting me, and driving me insane,
Could it just be the wind, and the falling of the rain.
Trees can bang on windows in a way that’s often shocking,
But what in nature makes a sound, upon a door of knocking?

I’ve asked myself this question, every single night,
Considering every option, till the coming of the light.
I’m Tired, exhausted, I just cant take much more,
But tonight there’ll come a knocking, a knocking at my door.

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Poem: Dark Lover

Oct01
Published on: October 1, 2010
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From the dark of the night I hear,
Your call as you draw near.
I open the window and await,
The arrival of my dark mate.

Yours is the beauty of the night,
I’m just a moth trapped by your light.
I want you as my dark wife,
and for that I gladly sacrifice my life.

Into my neck your fangs you sink,
And of my blood you deeply drink,
As you take what you need to live,
Your own blood to me you freely give.

When the last human in me does expire,
and into darkness I am born Vampire.
Children of the night we’ll be,
You, My love and me.

With hunger for the blood we need,
Together we will hunt and feed.
For our own selfish sake,
The life’s of innocents we must take.

And when in Tomb from daylight we do hide,
I will lie contented at your side.
and with a shroud used as a cover,
I’ll lay down with my DARK LOVER.

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