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Daphne’s rain was immense and abnormal; weather so adverse that individual drops of water (the size of one of her own fists) exploded mercilessly upon contact with her petite frame; her shoulders sharp; set to be coat-hanging for a lifetime.

Then at a moment; when her dry humour was her only shelter, she decided she would stand, waiting, slowly drying in her new rain; showing loyalty even beyond her understanding.

Those Silent Times

February 15, 2016poems, poetry, WordsLife, Loud Quiet Loud, Music, Noise, poetry, Silence, Sound, The Day to Day Stuff, Thoughts, Time, You Talk Too Muchkmjmreed

Sometimes —

In a world full of sirens and

clatter,

a perfectly timed silence,

that pause in the chatter,

speak louder

than those injected sounds of

violence.

Repetition on Repeat

February 11, 2016poems, poetry, WordsHumour, Life, Music, Nonsense, On and on and on, poetry, Repetition, Short, Thoughts, Timekmjmreed

I love repetition; I can really get into it.

I love repetition; I can rarely get out of it.

Repeat…

Noisy Whisper

February 10, 2016poems, poetry, Uncategorized, WordsBlah Blah, Coincidence, Comments, Critics, Everybody has an opinion, Found Out, poetry, Thinking aloud, Whisperingkmjmreed

Those choice words; from under breath, you told.

Then, from over yonder, someone screamed, ‘who the f***?’

It was a perfectly timed coincidence, but your blood ran cold.

Days Are Numbered

February 8, 2016poems, poetry, WordsDays, Humour, Life, Nonsense, Numbers, poetry, Thoughtskmjmreed

My days are numbered

But I can’t count on it

Even though one is alone

Two’s company

Three’s the magic number

Four can be dirty

Five can be high!

Six can be nine

Seven is somehow lucky

Eight likes its own reflection

And for some nine means no

Tenfold!

Jack and Gillian (No letter T)

February 1, 2016poems, poetryHumour, Nonsense, Nursery Crime, Prompt, The Alternativekmjmreed

Jack and Gillian progressed up a hill,

For a pail of H20.

Jack fell down and broke his crown,

And Gillian came nose-diving behind.

As a consequence Jack ran home,

As quickly as he could.

He was wrapped up in bed, plus a bandage on his head,

Soaked in vinegar and brown paper!

Gillian laughed aloud maniacally!

As Jack curled up like a ball.

Gillian cried, ‘We’re very ill you see Jack!’

Jack said ‘Yes, I agree… And my name is Paul!’

Firesky!

February 1, 2016creative writing, poems, poetry, Uncategorized, WordsDaydream, Dreaming, Driving, Mornings, Nonsense, Nostalgia, Nothing, poetry, Speed, Surreal, Thoughtskmjmreed

At an aggressive speed

I was losing my way

I was feeling so alive

Seeing what could never be

The atmosphere burned red

And so I thought of what will be

…from now on

I noticed then what I never see

Chrome slithering roads and bloodied sky

With all moistures weeping in blue

Rolling, cruising, endless

On and over flattening mountains

This is what I’m telling you

Those slow buildings in green

I’ve finally found out what I almost lost

And sensed what I had never seen

All around while dissolving out

Through and into the Firesky!

You, I’m Not Yourself, to Me.

January 25, 2016creative writing, poems, poetry, WordsConfusion, Dementia, Fear, Humour, Mental Health, Nonsense, Not Yourself, Panic, Personality, poetry, Stresskmjmreed

I’ve been told,

repeatedly,

by you,

that I don’t know who you are anymore!

Then you said yes,

yes I know!

and that I’ve told myself that,

many times before!

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