I think I need a pill box,
a sure sign I'm getting old,
I often forget to take my meds,
and more often have to be told,
A pill box might just keep me right,
something simple and not too bright,
with one little compartment for each day,
oh and maybe a calendar in case I stray.
©spor
Sitting in the dark
the slightest bit of blue
this is a life
I am accustomed to.
I have voices in my head
a different one in each ear
not mental health related
but voices of people near.
I can be contacted via ear piece
covert like the FBI
its contacted to a radio
permanently attached to my thigh.
A head set on the other
connected to big brother
passing me instructions
I must follow never stutter.
Sitting in the dark
the slightest bit of blue
its not a life for everyone
in fact for very few.
©spor
Think I need an upgrade,
processing speed is slow,
I'll not comment on my performance,
that's only for one other to know,
My software feels a bit dated,
my hardwares been heavily used,
when I attempt to complete two tasks at once,
I tend to get confused,
Not sure if I need a new hard drive,
or if I just don't have enough ram,
all suggestions welcome
its g e t t i n g
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©spor
In the core of my heart
there is a formation of a tear
it expands just a little
each and every year
all the moments of sadness
heartache and woe
cluster together
in this place I know
there will come a day
when it all is too much
and this tear drop formation
is set to burst
with it will come a stream
from each eye
As my heart gives permission
for my body to cry.
©spor
A friend of my daughter
has just passed away
only 14 won't see another day
poor little girl
she had a weak heart
early this morning
it just gave out.
I feel full of guilt
as I share this tale
but how else to cope
to hold in the wail
I feel for the parents
of the child who has gone
their pain never forgotten
in them
she'll live on.
For us
and our daughter
we'll just have to try
to not be embarrassed
or ashamed to cry
to remember what it was
that made her a friend
and try not to think
of this day as the end.
©spor
Through low lying cloud
and mountain mist
the eyes of the demon
like lips to be kissed
glowing redder than fire
they hold my glance
as the night horrors start
with the ritual dance.
I shiver and shake
as I become possessed
then the cold sweat comes
as my heart arrests
my body contorted
my mind controlled
as the darkest of secrets
I do behold.
The Inferno of Dante
a humorous tale
compared to the evil
the demonic wail
all this I see
from piercing red eyes
on the blackest mountain
where this demon resides .
©spor.
I open my eyes,
to embrace the dark,
I can smell the trees,
but see no park,
I feel the warmth,
of day on my face,
but its as dark as night,
when your in my place.
They tell me the ocean
and sky are blue,
which means something different
for me than you,
I have no concept of colour,
everythings black,
how colours make you feel,
is something I lack.
Don't pity me,
or think I miss out,
for I hear the world,
every whisper and shout,
so much of the world,
passes you by,
when you're feeling down,
I hear tears roll from your eye.
When you try to hide,
with hands on your face,
I smell the salt,
the slightest trace,
I may be blind,
but see more than you,
this is my life,
the straw that I drew.
©spor
Where to begin,
to tell this tale,
I guess it started,
with the electrical goods sale.
A strange beginning,
I'm sure you will agree,
Its the first of the strange in this story.
Got the wide screen home,
and set it all up,
Made a cup of tea to sit and sup,
Turned the television on,
to enjoy my buy,
that's when some peculiar caught my eye.
The programme I was watching,
had been on last night,
I thought to myself,
that's not quite right,
Televisions full of re-runs,
this much we know!
But this is the time for my favourite show.
I thought no more of it the rest of the night,
But the following evening,
had a horrible fright,
The very same programme was back on again,
There is something clearly wrong,
or I'm going insane.
The following evening I left the television off,
Pulled out a dusty wireless,
I'd stored in the loft,
I sat in the kitchen,
and played with the dial,
then the sound of music,
brought a smile .
Then out of the blue,
And to my surprise,
From my front room,
I hear shouting and cries,
I hesitantly peer around the door,
The television on,
the programme strangely closer than before.
Again I switched it off,
And closed the door,
Straight away it came on,
even louder and nearer than before,
Its as if someone,
had hit zoom on the remote,
Or the characters had taken something,
to make them bloat.
Yes I know it sounds funny,
You think you'd laugh and cry,
But I was genuinely terrified,
like when you think you're going to die,
full of fear and panic,
I ran for the door,
Had to get out of the house,
I couldn't take anymore.
I lifted my keys,
from the table in the hall,
made a dash for the door,
something made me fall,
I looked around behind me,
to see what it was,
An arm stretched from the front room,
kind of human with claws,
I sure you can imagine,
what happened next,
yes I emptied my bowel,
and lashed out with kicks,
eventually I made it back to my feet,
opened my door,
and fell into the street.
I pulled the door closed behind me,
and with sigh of relief,
had a quick look around,
I say quick I mean brief,
for this was the moment,
when my fear was rife,
as the street was full of television characters,
who had all come to life.
I knew I'd have to leg it,
as fast as I could,
I thanked God for my figure,
My weight was good,
With the thought of being lean,
I turned to run,
this wide screen experience,
was definitely not fun,
The programme that had been running,
last night and before,
was currently pouring out of the screen,
and onto my floor,
just at that moment,
a thought came to me,
did I sign up to extra protection,
with the lifetime guarantee?
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©spor
Got ourselves a dog,
An English Springer Spanial,
The only problem is,
She came without the manual,
She gets ever so excited,
and is the centre of attention,
she loves to walk at her own pace,
from my shoulder to her collar is tension,
She will lay down on her back,
then hit you with her paw,
to let you know she wants her belly rubbed,
Its the cutesst thing I ever saw,
She's not allowed in the dining room,
and definitely not on the beds,
but when the lights go out at night time,
she ignores those daytime ways,
I've caught in my sons bed,
wrapped up nice and tight,
and lying like me on the sofa,
now that was an interesting sight,
She is just like one of the family,
smelly and in need of a bath,
of course that's just a joke,
a little something to make you laugh,
We have fallen for her puppy eyes,
and her floppy ears that are curled,
manual or not we love her,
and wouldn't change her for the world.
©spor