daily-prompt – lizalizaskysaregrey

A Scary Poem

April 4, 2018 lizaaitken

It’s with silent trepidation,

I climb slowly to the top.

Warning creeks behind me,

will my heart just stop.

The turning of my stomach,

I’m feeling every churn.

A cold hand on my shoulder,

is tempting me to turn.

Now my hands upon the latch,

as if it’s in suspension.

A heaviness across my brow,

displays all this tension.

I cannot press my finger down,

to open up the lock.

Beyond the door there’s terror,

I cannot take a shock.

I close my eyes and turn again,

just in case their there.

And very gently step down now,

feeling for the stair.

My hand is upon the bannister,

my heart went on before.

When I hear a gentle creaking,

the opening of the door.

Daily Prompt – Churn

Weather

April 2, 2018 lizaaitken

The rain is playing an awful dirge,

it’s as if it senses my mood.

I’ve told it enough to sling it’s hook,

not caring if I sound rude.

The winters gone on far too long,

grey skies and pouring rain.

It needs it’s marching orders now,

as it’s really become a pain.

So who I pray is friends with the sun,

can you call a favour or two.

Do tell her that she’s welcome to stay,

if she really does listen to you.

Tell her that we find her so radiant,

that’s truly said from the heart.

And ask her to bring blue skies along,

tomorrow would be a good start.

Dreaming

February 8, 2018 lizaaitken

When I see you in my dreams at night,

why do I just take that for granted.

In those dreams I find you within,

there’s always a message that’s planted.

And waking in the morning light,

symbols floating through my mind.

I try to go back into that slumber,

to that beauty that’s so hard to find.

Is it your love that create my dreams,

is this the way you talk to me now.

I’m bewildered by the concept,

that you live in my dreams somehow.

Calling

December 20, 2017 lizaaitken

I thought my calling was changing,

but it’s still very much the same.

My passion remains in traumas field,

as I’m driven to help with pain.

By believing I needed to move away,

trauma called back once more.

I’m now taking a different approach,

with much more learning in store.

Why am I called back to this trauma,

a connection to what I can’t see.

Though in honesty if I’m truthful here,

in helping others I’m helping me.

Inheritance

December 13, 2017December 13, 2017 lizaaitken

You didn’t leave me much money at all,

but that never really worried me.

As you left me so many precious gifts,

but not all of these can you see.

I took from you understanding of life,

it’s still teaching me every day

Like knowing that after the sun sets,

it’s out of sight not gone away.

You left me with gentle kindness,

such a natural gift to leave

To know that kindness costs nothing,

it’s things we do that please

And I’m wearing you coat of empathy,

as you modelled it so well

I’m following closely in your footsteps,

touched as I was by your spell.

You left me many beautiful memories,

still bringing a smile to my face

Though I still think of you so often,

in my heart you’ve a special place.

One of the things that you taught me,

and it will always stay with me

If you save you’re money until your dead,

it’s the lowest form of charity.

So I wouldn’t really want an inheritance,

as I totally agree with you.

I believe in giving while I’m living,

knowing you thought that too.

Ascend

October 16, 2017 lizaaitken

I’ve been spending a lot of time watching sunrises lately, watching from when it pops its head over the horizon until it’s high in the sky.

I know the sun doesn’t ascend, it is a trick of the eye, it only looks like she’s rising through the air. I take so many photos because I know it’s over all too quickly, but these moments are special.

Circle of Life

October 1, 2017 lizaaitken

It could be a circle I’m travelling,

or a long and windy trail.

In such dry and arid conditions,

or wet where I need a sail.

Pulls on every ounce of strength,

such weight I have to bare.

But then I look to the distance,

and I know I’m nearly there.

Such feats I have to contend with,

as I travel along the way.

Those burdens that I carry too,

some go but others may stay.

And what if it is a circle or two,

and I just go round and round.

Maybe that’s just the secret,

of how happiness can be found.

I’m as Focused as I’ll Ever Be..

September 27, 2017 lizaaitken

I’m as focused as I’ll ever be,

but that not much you see.

I’d rather be wondering slowly,

than to move fast from A to B.

I’m not a fan of planning,

I’d rather just do as I please.

To be focused you need to focus,

and it doesn’t appeal to me.

I can concentrate a little,

on the things that I like to do.

Like creating something special,

I might even give it to you.

Focus isn’t a word I like,

it reminds me too much of school.

As if I look to far in front,

I might miss this moments jewel.

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