The therapeutic ramblings of an amateur Welsh poet
White noise in my ears Attempting to drown out The voices in my head Taunting and teasing “You suck!” Out of its cage Depressions grip takes hold Its talons digging in To soft matter “Nobody like’s you” Lifting the mania high And dropping it in to The barbed nest of dejection …
Remember It was all patriotic For King and country Ringing in their ears They were prepared Until the day came and the rains fell, mud caked, cold bit and the gas choked Whistles blew for them to climb, breach the trench walls and blood began to flow As they felt the thousands of metal shards speeding by, slicing, piercing; killing …
R S Thomas and Evans Ronald Stuart Thomas was born in the March of 1913 in the Welsh capital Cardiff and published as R S Thomas. This little welsh number is from the book Poetry for Supper first published in 1958. When I read this poem my first thought was for poor Evans, on his death bed, …
Here then is the last part of this collection. It's a shitty journey but it's my journey and I'll keep on walking for as long as I can. Madness can wait for the Dark State of Mind The Traveller continues on his way Single moments of relapse Memories of troubled mind But he steps back, takes …
How do you say goodbye to a friend? Friend’s come from all places and in all guises. Friends mean different things to different people. Friends stay, friends leave, it is what it is… Life. There are those of us that have life-long, special friends. I’m one of the lucky ones; we may not see each …
Confession time: I love the poem IF... As I mentioned in my last post, to me it is inspiration personified. However, during one of my moments I consider the possibility of an opposite side to this poem, a more pessimistic side. My Mrs always bangs on at me about how so Libran I am. Always …
It was unfortunate that over the Easter Holiday we had to have our family dog put to sleep. He had developed a neurological condition that had been caused by his circus dog antics some 18 months before. I know to some he'd probably only be considered a dog but to us he was the smile …
Sorry friends, it's just the way I'm feeling at the moment. Happy Endings... Not I seem to write my best When I’m feeling at my worst It’s a thing I must confess Holding on will make me burst I’d like to write about The fluffy things in life But when it does come out It’s …
Before I started this blog I thought I’d put some of my work out there by doing some competitions. The poem I’ve selected today was one that I put forward to a competition run by a London based charity. Known as The Advocacy Project, they help and support people with mental health issues. The theme …
Going back a good few years ago I had what I prefer to call 'an episode' that wasn't very pleasant. I'd always suffered with mood swings and irrational moments but on that fateful day, I crashed. Lucky for me I had a great network of friends and family to help get me through that rough …
