Writing Me Up

Writings by me, for me. Forgive me.

Tag: Writing poetry about life

  • Saturday And Sunday

    Saturday And Sunday

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    Glory Daze Saturday night out drinking to the good old days Sunday in mourning Photo by MART PRODUCTION on Pexels.com

  • Blank And White

    Blank And White

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    The Unwritten Page there is a blank page staring blankly back at me me and my blank mind Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com

  • Another Year Over

    Another Year Over

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    Hope You Had Fun another year ends a new one just beginning hope it’s a good one Photo by Alexander Mayak on Pexels.com

  • Give Me Silence

    Give Me Silence

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    Make It Stop inescapable this howling inside my head endless tinnitus Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

  • What Gets Away

    What Gets Away

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    Only Everything it all gets away all those dreams and everything all get left behind Photo by Sofia Alejandra on Pexels.com

  • Misty Morning Marvel

    Misty Morning Marvel

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    A Bioplex* great morning heron flying over fields of fog on wings of silence Photo by Dick Hoskins on Pexels.com *Bioplex is a word I just made up. It describes an experience that will never be repeated. A singularity, like a googleplex for all the significant events in life. On reflection, that applies to every…

  • Before It Happens

    Before It Happens

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    Everything Is Possible at the beginning before life happens to you it’s all possible

  • Three Times A Night

    Three Times A Night

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    The Tragic Number three times in the night what was the number of love now numbers the leaks Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com

  • Just Another Day

    Just Another Day

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    Sometimes We Feel So Sad the world is outside there is the sound of tired cars grinding through the gears of the journey to work there are no voices early morning walkers are not talkers nor is there birdsong this is a summer place and winter is coming I lay here unmoving unmoved by any…

  • The Tyranny Of The Empty Page

    The Tyranny Of The Empty Page

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    The Unwritten Rule Is To Write here I am again a blank page and a question where do I begin Photo by Dayvison de Oliveira Silva on Pexels.com

  • Depending On You

    Depending On You

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    To Pull The Family Through such a stupid thing a maudlin song from childhood still gets to me now Clarence Carter – Patches

  • A Walled World

    A Walled World

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    Not Keeping Out But Keeping In a whole world to see peoples, lands, oceans, mountains I see only walls Photo by Harun Tan on Pexels.com

  • The Wonder Of Life

    The Wonder Of Life

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    Live It the wonder of it of seeing, feeling, thinking of simply being Photo by Nikita Krasnov on Pexels.com

  • Angry About Nothing

    Angry About Nothing

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    Unhappy With Everything all my world is wrong nothing that i do is right something has to change Photo by SAULO LEITE on Pexels.com

  • This Is That Life

    This Is That Life

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    No Time To See so this is that life full of care, without the time to just stand and stare Photo by energepic.com on Pexels.com

  • An Industry Of Ceremony

    An Industry Of Ceremony

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    We Make A Good Show great ceremony in the home of industry is what we make now A very simple, but extremely moving occasion

  • The Long Unwinding

    The Long Unwinding

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    A Last Royal Tour the long unwinding a road that leads her from here to eternity Queen Elizabeth II’s cortege arrives to huge crowds in Edinburgh

  • Life At A Distance

    Life At A Distance

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    Fading Away the white noise of life workmen, dogs, children and birds today sounds distant Photo by Ron Lach on Pexels.com

  • Echoes In Silence

    Echoes In Silence

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    The Sound Of Nobody There tumbledown building abandoned to memory echoes in silence Photo by Connor Danylenko on Pexels.com

  • Driving Me Crazy

    Driving Me Crazy

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    Driven To Distraction distant traffic noise running over every thought driving me crazy Photo by Taras Makarenko on Pexels.com

  • After The Money’s Gone

    After The Money’s Gone

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    How Did I Get Here? Waking every day knowing what is going to happen Living in a place you can’t afford to live in Working and working and working Telling someone you hate that you love them Trying harder than ever before Doing the right thing Realising that whatever you do is not enough Being…

  • A Nothing Writer

    A Nothing Writer

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    Writing Nothing Is Wrong writing, not writing like being and nothingness and I write nothing All Work And No Play

  • The Colours Of Moods

    The Colours Of Moods

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    What Hue Are You? when you have the blues life seems made of shades of grey until you see red Photo by Caique Nascimento on Pexels.com

  • Ice Cream Memories

    Ice Cream Memories

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    Remember Everything swifts swoop in sunshine children smile at ice cream men summer memories Photo by ROMAN ODINTSOV on Pexels.com

  • Good Days And Bad Days

    Good Days And Bad Days

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    Days You Love And Hate some days you love life you love just being alive and some days you don’t Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com