‘No chocolate about?’ says my mother, But of course I find it Hidden amongst the other stuff on her tray. As we get older we need to remember That everything is here. There is nothing missing. Wherever we are We know deep down That there is still chocolate about, There is always chocolate about.
The sleeping meadow lay under the moon. Bali, you are so beautiful, and you make this meadow beautiful. The humming bird, the jay the cricket enhance the stars. Sleep, my beauty, as the rocket ship laces across the sky, a dream for you and I.
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Way up high against the blue sky I can fly. Beneath me, fluffy white clouds Where I become unseen. Like a soft melody The wind breathes a tune.
I look down at the beauty of the Earth. The clashing hues of changing colour. Like irregular tides of the sea From calm to stormy. On land the leaves of plants and trees Change in the breeze.
With the movement of life From the fluttering of wings That glides in the air. To fish flashing in the sea: And the movement of animals That inhabit the land. With bewilderment I wonder Why does our life take on such a fast pace? All this fascinates me As I look down from way up high.
Sandra Page Trinity Road Day Centre Sheerness 'I attend the day centre in my progress to get better and to make friends. I live on the Isle of Sheppey in Kent and my hobbies are astronomy, gardening and writing poetry. I am trying to produce another magazine getting input from other people who use the service.’
Her straps were visible Silvery white this time. I made the lads laugh As she turned away to serve a beer. ‘There’s something different about her, tonight.’ (Pause) ‘She almost always wears a black bra, Even when she's this side of the bar.’ ‘It's true,’ said the lad on the stool. She returned and insisted on knowing The cause of the laughter. She looked slightly disappointed. Because we have mostly talked about poetry Does she imagine I have some kind of purity.
Friday the fourth was very bad It was the day I went quite mad. Many tablets I did take, Hoping I would never wake.
A friend did call and finding me in trouble Got me to the hospital at the double. The receptionist welcomed me with a smile. She took my name, said take a seat, the doctor will see you in a while.
Then a doctor came and got us And I felt silly for making such a fuss. First on one machine, and then another For a minute, I thought I saw my mother.
Then too a side ward I did wait While other people discussed my fate. The two ward nurses were very kind These days angels are hard to find.
Next to an ambulance with Darren and Dave To Blackheath a ride they gave. We arrived an hour and a half later I wanted to be swallowed up by a crater.
To the Cygnet wing we were sent I thanked Darren and Dave and then they went. Here I am far from home Feeling very nervous and on my own.
The staff here are nice and charming Not judgemental on my harming. Everyone who comes and goes Always smile and say ‘hello’.
While I'm here just sitting and talking I have indeed learnt one thing. Life is what you make it, there’s no opting out Wake up and smell the roses and give a big shout.
I've turned a corner, life goes on. If I'm wrong, then my name’s not Don. It will be hard, it won't be easy But with help from my friends, I'll make it. You'll see.
You are a picture in my parlour But I'd rather touch those hands and face That were made in space Instead of touching a picture
Your hair it shows a brilliance divine Fair makes me wish I could travel through time To touch those locks and see them shine Which is a reason for this rhyme
A shephed holds a wooden crook And is kneeling dogs at his feet He is old and every wary And on his face a burning duty to his sheep
Chris A. Webb Together Tenancy Support Service 'I am 45 years old. I have had a mental diagnosis for 25 years. I used to relapse every five years approximately but since I moved into supported housing I have remained well for the past 19 years. I also enjoy playing guitar and writing songs.'
Feeling so much more positive I can now see what I've got to give Trying my best to release my potential Whatever it takes I'll give my all Riding high on a natural high I now feel I have won this fight Overcoming this overwhelming situation This runaway train has now stopped at the right station This turbulent ride has now ceased I'm over the moon and extremely pleased I am now following the right path Hoping this positive feeling will ever last Starting to achieve And regain my self belief And realize I have good inside I'm so happy I'm still alive
Thank you for all your help Thank you for helping me be myself Cheers for never judging or shouting And never criticising or doubting For helping me through the bad times For working with me to create a stable mind Thank you for spending time with me Cheers for helping me be more free Helping me to progress and get better Meeting me in all kinds of weather Treating me with respect and compassion Giving me advice and support with passion There is only one thing left for me to say Thank you so much for helping me every day
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