‘Empty’ – lots of stories around ’emptiness’, some funny, serious, profound, comforting… all inspiration for expressions – poetry, prose and anything in between.
Where do you go when you hear the word? What does it bring up for you?
What a wonderful way of learning about ourselves, our feelings, our memories, our views… through a word.
Next week’s word is ‘quirky’.
I’m looking forward to see what comes from that.
Hope you enjoy the poems, and feel free to let others know they are welcome to be part of this wonderful sharing session.
Hope to see you there.
I’m not bitter about what happened
So let me live my life as it is now
Thoughts please leave me be
I’ll never know who I could’ve been
A single action I let go
Steps I didn’t take
Still
You
Well that part of me
Doesn’t seem to want it to go
Fifty years ago
One decision still rumbles me
Leading me back again and again
To remedy a moment in my history
A senseless journey
Somehow I won’t let go
Gnawing away in a fantasy
What a waste of time
Still
You
Well that part of me
Doesn’t seem to want it to go
Hovering in an irregular orbit
Flying around visiting
At times of self-reflection
I tell myself
Let it go
Time you move on
Sadly it wriggles
Into my present space
Leaving me in a twisted state
Denial seeps, creeps, never sleeps
Surely my mind can control this
Then my thoughts contradict it
Let it go
Time to move on
Still
You that part of me
Never seems to move on
Leaving me with
A vacant empty space
Such a lonely place
A sad interaction
That ends in frustration
PJRÂ Â Â Â 6.03.2023
The sunrise begins the day
Will the sunlight show the way
To thoughts leading to positives
To events that lead to negatives
The deafening silence, grief and pain
So overwhelming, it’s all so insane
Realise responsibilities, rise to the day
Smile and nod on the outside
When you are bleeding on the inside
How do you make your glass half full
When inside you’re running on empty
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Empty
People wandering
In their minds
Energy seeping
Worries creeping
Thoughts of regret
Planning, pleasing
On repeat
Just no ceasing
Constructing delusions
Falsely dreaming
Stories with meanings
Keeping them seething
What should I do?
Why them not me?
What have I done wrong?
How can this be?
Exit the office
Self-depleted
Faces expressionless
Vitality defeated
Unable to connect
Or feel what’s inside
Don’t look up
Nowhere to hide
Individual silos
Surrounded by walls
Impervious to the vibration
Of souls’ deep calls
Closed to openness
Any sensation or spark
Of curiosity or desire
Rather remain in the dark
Head down, plugged in
Not missing a beat
Continuous scrolling
The lunch time feat
Each to their own
No love shown
Such a rush to where?
Does anyone really care?
Activity a buzz
Nothing to share
Seems life is great
Delusion beware
It’s just emptying us
With things that are tempting us
TLaBÂ