Beachcomber The shores of sleep last night Were not of soft white sand, Strewn with intriguing driftwood, Magical wave-smoothed rocks And shining wine-coloured weed Cast up from the deep. No. The shores of sleep last night Were strewn for miles With the wrecks of dreams, The hulks of hope And fragments of fantasies, Lying like [...]
Posts Tagged ‘humorous poetry’
Beachcomber ~ a poem about inspiration
Posted in Magic and mystery, Poetry, tagged anxiety, creative writing, death, depression, dreams, healing words, humorous poetry, inspiration, life, literature, meditation, mental health, photos, poems, Poetry, psychology, random, self-development, spirituality, thoughts, Viv's poetry, writing on June 27, 2011 | 8 Comments »
Shoreline ~ a Poem of the seaside
Posted in Poetry, rants, tagged creative writing, depression, dreams, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, mental health, nature poetry, peace, poems, poems about the sea, Poetry, sea, seaside, spirituality, thoughts, Viv's poetry, wildlife, writing on May 7, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Shoreline When the wind rages I share the shore With a few brave souls Driven from home By dogs or inner demons. We nod, curtly and pass, Silent, heads down. Today, the sun shines, The waves are mild And I share (with bad grace) My strand with strangers, Bred by heat from streets, Sunning themselves [...]
Masquerade ~ who am I?
Posted in Depression and Anxiety, Poetry, spirituality, tagged anxiety, being open, creative writing, death, depression, dreams, faith, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, love, masks, mental health, pain, peace, personal, poems, Poetry, psychology, random, self-development, spirituality, the masks we wear, thoughts, Viv's poetry, women, women's issues, writing on March 16, 2011 | 6 Comments »
Masquerade. When I was young I could not see That there was any way to be The real person I am inside. It wouldn’t do; I’d have to hide. Now I see it is my task: Imagine life without the mask, To be each day as best I can That real person I [...]
Black Dog
Posted in Depression and Anxiety, Poetry, tagged anxiety, creative writing, dealing with depression, death, depression, dreams, emo poetry, emotions, healing, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, mental health, pain, peace, personal, photos, poems, Poetry, psychology, random, self-development, stress, the black dog, thoughts, Viv's poetry, work, writing on March 5, 2011 | 13 Comments »
Black Dog Hunt me down then, Stalk me, track me, Pin me down and corner me, Pursue and torment me. I’ll fear your shadow Even in noonday sun; Scrape of claw on stone, Fetid breath, panting tongue. The silent nights When I wait to hear The footsteps on the stair, And know you’re there. Black [...]
An Antidote to the St Valentine’s Day massacre (aka Rip-Off)
Posted in Articles, Depression and Anxiety, Dreams and dreaming, tagged anxiety, commercial rip offs, creative writing, death, depression, faith, God, healing, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, literature, love and hate, love poetry, mental health, nature poetry, peace, personal, poems, Poetry, poetry for St Valentine's Day, psychology, rants, romance, romantic love, self-development, spirituality, St Valentine's Day, stress, thoughts, Viv's poetry, women's issues, writing on February 14, 2011 | 13 Comments »
An antidote to the St Valentine’s Day massacre(aka Rip-off) The most dreaded day of the year for many dawns today (14th February) where husbands quake, wives sigh and singletons hope. Yeah, right, that day. I am not a fan of St V’s, not in the slightest. It comes not so much of being [...]
Waking #smallstone 14
Posted in Dreams and dreaming, Poetic Prose pieces, Poetry, tagged A river of small stones, a river of stones, anxiety, creative writing, death, depression, dreams, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, lost in dreams, peace, poems, Poetry, psychology, sleep, thoughts, Viv's poetry, waking, writing on January 14, 2011 | 10 Comments »
Waking Somewhere inside A clock goes “tick” And I stagger Up the shores of sleep Draped in weeds And shreds of dreams To face the day Blinking Rubbing my eyes And wondering: Where have I been?
Seagulls #smallstone 12
Posted in Poetic Prose pieces, Poetry, Wild Life, tagged A river of small stones, a river of stones, blogs, creative writing, haikus, humorous poetry, life, nature, nature poetry, poems, Poetry, short poems, Viv's poetry, wildlife, writing on January 12, 2011 | 18 Comments »
Seagulls #smallstone 12 Seagulls circle low Swirling and soaring around Raucous calls ring out
Sea, she
Posted in Magic and mystery, Poetry, Wild Life, tagged creative writing, depression, healing, healing words, humorous poetry, humour, life, mental health, nature, nature poetry, ocean, peace, photos, poems, Poetry, psychology, sea poems, sea poetry, seas, siren, stress, The North Sea, the sea, the sea as a woman, thoughts, travel, Viv's poetry, wildlife, writing on November 11, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Sea, she The sea calls me. Some days I answer, Worship at the threshold Like an awed neophyte. Other days I resist, Turn around to woods, Walk away, fingers in ears Refuse to hear the siren sound. I return, of course: Sit on shingle, skim a stone, Watch the ever-changing moods Never [...]
Warning!
Posted in Parables: tales with a purpose, Poetry, tagged anxiety, being authentic, being bold, being true to oneself, boldness, confidence, creative writing, depression, faith, healing, humorous poetry, humour, Jenny Josephs, literature, mental health, peace, poems, Poetry, purple, red underwear, self belief, self confidence, thoughts, Viv's poetry, women, women who wear purple, women's issues, writing on November 1, 2010 | 3 Comments »
The following lines came to me (partially, anyway) yesterday in church. Those of you who notice the first line(and the title) is in homage to Jenny Joseph’s wonderful poem, give yourselves a gold star. This one is for Mark,who asked for something lighter after the somewhat grim offering yesterday. I was wearing more purple than the Bishop [...]



