Some of my poetry
I started writing poetry in 2006. When I first started most of my poems just naturally rhymed, perhaps as I love music so much it inspired me to write them in more of a lyrical way. I wondered where on earth these poems had come from as I'd never been into poetry at all. Then it dawned on me that my nana used to tell us rhymes. And I had a vague memory of a poetry book on my 11th birthday. Also nana had gone on stage at the theatre Royal to recite poems, apparently it had been her claim to fame that she had done so on the same night as meeting Faith Brown who was an actress, impressionist and comedian performing after her that night.
Anyway my poetry was possibly one of the things that kept me sane, and through time I had it published in 12 anthologies and magazines. I then got asked to do a poetry workshop at the national women's day and thereafter got invited to run a local writing group, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I had no experience in these types of things so once again I just winged it and learned as I went along.
I then self published a small poetry book called 'Is it me? Is it you? or is it us?'
Some of my Poems ~
Is anyone there?
At first I was afraid...I was petrified
What’s wrong?
You cannot see me?
I am the same, of course
As I always was
Am I not?
You’re just not listening, are you?
You only see the wheels
The chair….. perhaps.
I can’t talk, but can listen
Although ramblings confuse.
I hear your mind, within your blindness
To comprehend it…I’d have to be you!
The last thing on my mind!
We could always talk to her,
I suppose!
By why would we want to?
What can she do for us now, I hear!
Lets just talk amongst ourselves
It’ll be easier, she needs to rest
Behind closed doors
A different story
They know best,
Why would they ask?
I hear your mind… within your blindness
To comprehend it…I’d have to be you!
The last thing on my mind!
Enquiring are you
Unravel the grey windmills of the mind?
To make it easier on you
Should I make a joke, there that’ll help!
Try pushing the chair with wheels
Imagine yourself as the carted one
That I once found the sun when I was unbroken
Before the unpleasantness
Of your emotional hell!
I hear your mind… within your blindness
To comprehend it…I’d have to be you!
The last thing on my mind!
Transgress
Now it’s my emotional limbo
You are too much baggage for my destiny
Emotional heaven!
Why, she’s not in
Convenient
The lame excuses, you all make
When you kick me out
Rest easy, with your dull
Passionless mirrors.
Uncompassionate to the core!
I hear your mind… within your blindness
To comprehend it…I’d have to be you
The last thing on my mind.
.
At one time I believe them
To be different
As I have witnessed.
Before the sly look of the fox
Why I can smell, the guilt
Mass of sheer selfishness,
Hardened hearts!
I hear your mind… within your blindness
To comprehend it…you’d have to be me
The first thing in my heart
Not so far from the one who bore me
What’s her name again?
Doesn’t matter,
She didn’t fit the job description
Generations blinded!
Unworthy criteria!
Go on pass the buck, its all my fault
Stare into the mirror, convince yourself
Seek behind those eyes you despise
Why should you feel empathy?
Ah, I see no one taught you
Could they of?
Should they of?
I hear your mind….. within your blindness
To comprehend it… you’d have to be me!
The first thing in my heart.
Try pushing the chair with wheels
It doesn’t hurt!
Only some folks cross to the other side
The street is darker there
They cannot see the sun that shines
From the chair with wheels
I can stand the pain, don’t worry!
The physical, metaphysical
The mind more so,
Also, don’t forget the senses
Surprisingly, heightened… another dimension.
I hear your mind… within your blindness
To comprehend it…You’d have to be me
The first thing in my heart.
Well, there you are, an opening for you
Yes I have a heart and soul,
A task, maybe not, go on try it!
How familiar for you to look outward, but not far enough
How predictable to want me imprisoned.
We’re not ashamed of the chair, just you.
I only want to get better, be outdoors!
By the way
Now I can speak again
WELCOME to MY voice!
© Lorna Cameron
M.E… think outside the box!
One minute I'm here
The next I am not
Cold as an ice cube
Thereafter I’m hot.
Floating above me
Pain so severe
No one can see it
Disbelieving it’s real.
Noises get louder
Can’t stand the light
Body’s immobile
Brain rigid with fright.
Can’t read a letter
Can’t write a note
Neurones exploding
It all sticks in your throat.
Thinking about something
Next second it’s gone
Frustrations are prominent
New brain cells are torn.
Shaking and trembling
Transforming your life
Tears come in buckets
Heart slashed with knives.
Psyche exhausted
Wearied to the bone
Dispose of the rubbish
Find your way home!
How to recover?
If only you knew!
‘Explore and discover’
Walk in new shoes.
Compassion or judgement!
Which do you choose?
Empathetic in nature
Exemplary of course!
©Lorna Cameron
Listen
Day by day
Month by month
Year by year
I lie here
In agony
Alone
It seems
Doctors, nurses, OT’s, Physio’s, consultants
They come and they go
Some are just slow
Some plainly don’t know
Their comments, assumptions
Make me question
MY REALITY
MY INSTINCTS!
For years they led me to believe
That black was the new EVERYTHING!
MY FURY
Could ENGULF me
COLOUR is my EVERYTHING!
IT was always PLAIN to SEE
©Lorna Cameron
Darkness
Within that darkness we find the roots of our misery. Disentangle and unearth the primordial poison that sidetracks us, and threatens to disempower. Sit with the pain, acknowledge its existence. Transmute it. Show gratitude to the darkness within, the alchemy illuminating our flourishing soul...
©Lorna Cameron
PROTECT
Did she blank out when the blow occurred?
Was there even a glimse of humanity?
Did she cry, secretly, afterwards
Always?
Only three years old!
Was there a hint of regret?
Did her womb grieve
For the cycle unchanged?
Was it really so difficult
To show EMOTION?
Did her world fall apart
When he ripped her INNOCENCE OUT!
Wasn’t it obvious to her
TO PROTECT!
Her daughter
©Lorna Cameron
Regeneration
You blocked the sunlight from my sky
Turned my insides out each time you lied
And, every day I’m with you
I can’t breathe like I should
So don’t you turn around
I won’t hit the ground
As when you leave I’m free
And I can’t wait to be
Convinced you were always right
Projected your inner fight
And as strong as I am
Made it hard to stay calm
So don’t you turn around
As I won’t hit the ground
‘Cause when you leave I’m free
And I, can’t wait to be!
She danced through all the night
As you kicked with all your might
And the cycle had to change
Though the bloodline still remains
I didn’t turn around
As I, heard you hit the ground
And the sun rose in the sky
As I said my last goodbye
I turned it all around
With the loving hearts I found
And you don’t bother me
As I am truly free!
©Lorna Cameron
Anger
Thrashing and stropping
In bed all night long
Fists white with clenching
Something is wrong!
Bubbling and boiling
Who’s getting to you now?
Shouting and screaming!
Whilst raising your brow.
Tension and friction
Roaring like the lion
Fiery the kitchen!
Scorching like the iron.
Exploding with vigour!
Banging the drum
Meditation and yoga
Should calm it all down.
Calmer the notion.
Assertiveness prevails
Deal with the motion!
Stop hammering those nails!
Now when it’s over.
Exhausted by fear.
Rest to recover.
Calm waters are near….
©Lorna Cameron
La Vie En Rose
Velvet butterflies waltzing in the summer breeze
Kicking, dancing, flying with the falling leaves
The fresh crisp smell of autumn morning
Pungent, earthy, awakening in its dawning
Cherry blossom frills, Oak, cedar and willow
Sparkle with fun, feathers surround, majestic with halo!
Sun and rain painting the rainbow!
Magical unicorns play in the snow
Waves crashing, frothing, bubbles popping
Mermaids race seahorses, seashells for shopping!
Pirates with treasure drank too much rum!
Dancing and singing with mulberry and plum
Belly dancers surround the glow of the fire
Senoritas with passion and much to admire!
Rosy with me, eyes full of glee!
All senses sing to the breath of the sea…..
©Lorna Cameron
Awareness
It was only last year
I finally realised
The extent of beaurocracy
Controlling our lives
That my human rights
Were infringed every day
That some lawyers and gentry
Were as dodgy as can be
That very few folk
Were quite what they seemed
And that magic and angels
Were more than just dreams
© Lorna Cameron
Kaleidoscope of hope
Looking out the window, kaleidoscope of hope
Feeling, wanting, needing, infinite faith evoked
Raconteur and philosophers, the homeless and the blind
Nurturing all those secrets in that solitary mind
Everyone is shouting, screaming with no voice
Numbed out minds, hearts of stone, searching for that vice
Every saints a sinner, if pushed that step too far
The devils there to tempt you, not mirror who you are!
Consciousness meets grandeur, frolics, friends and lust
Desiring all that ever was, wisdoms not the curse!
The love of those role models, the goodness that we find
Versus bitter gene pools, twisted dysfunctional life
Armed for final battle, legions of worthy cells
The war will not be over, ‘till we truly love ourselves
Truth above that knowledge, whilst accepting all the flaws
The mighty proactive, will surely win the war
If you know the destiny, trust your instincts not your mind
Harvesting the rainbows gold, with graciousness inside
Victory now so imminent, justice tells no lies
The fruits of all your labour will shine from wealthy eyes!
© Lorna Cameron
Justice versus the law
The law tells us to follow a certain procedure
Whether that procedure is JUST or not is another story
The law needs to make money
And yet justice would save it!
The law tells us to go against human nature
Justice states the opposite!
The law protects the criminal
Justice protects the victim!
The law speaks with its DATA eyes
Like the medic who speaks the DATA remedy!
Justice speaks from the law of nature
The law is written in stone
Justice is the workings of our home!
The law needs witnesses, evidence
Justice has cut us wide open…
Witness your evidence!
We come to claim our right to freedom!
Freedom is not bound by your chains!
We come from the true source of creation!
Your morals and values are a nonsensical claim!
We come riding on the wings of angels!
Your demonical vessel target of our aim!
We will not be downtrodden by this system of robots!
NOT let your laws tyrannize our justice!
NOT be mutilated by years of corruption!
NOT be blasted by murderous venom!
So propagate rumours of condemnation!
Your puerile alibi of defamation!
Fiery arrows won’t penetrate OUR nation!
Justice WILL be our salvation!
© Lorna Cameron
Tears of time
Heart ached for you
So un-a-ware
How did you know?
I hid it so well
Sombre thoughts
Bound deep despair
Reciprocated more than once
Fearing life and Fearing death
Cat-a-list unknown
When far from home
Impeding situation
Cracking the foundation
You marked my words with sorry songs
Evolution to blame
Tainted window pain
Impending situation
Evolves into frustration
Bitterness and grief
You’re no better than the thief!
Tears of time
Unrequited
Tears of time
We lost that love
Silent tears
Of the broken hearted
Silent tears
You lost your mind!
© Lorna Cameron
No such word as can’t
If you can’t say it, write it
If you can’t defend it, fight it.
If you can’t feel it, try to
If you can’t conquer it, want to!
If you can’t see it, hear it
If you can’t listen, want to
If you want to feel it, touch it!
If you want to have it, try to.
Take time to see
Take time to be
Take time to listen
Look at you glisten!
Loving is easy
It’s life that’s a struggle
Make it easier on yourself
And those you love
The last layer
The biggest obstacle
The final answer
To the light of creation
And all that is real
Natural and true.
©Lorna Cameron
Unspoken
Waking up fresh in the morning
Gracing the waters edge
Reminds me of something unspoken
The memories soothing my head
Lighting the candle of glory
Stepping out head held up high
Dealing with truth in your own way
Touching the infinite sky
Come to the island of vision
Sail in the seas of your dreams
Climb the mountains of freedom
Free yourself, fly with great ease!
© Lorna Cameron
Freedom we know
When the past comes back to bite you on the ass
And the rounds done distant echo’s from the past
In the hero’s eye the spark ignites the flame
Fleshless bones exposing devilish blame
Disguising hungry eyes from revenge they seek
Karma taking care of the demonic beast
When foul play eats up all your vacant thoughts
And third base no longer a solitary pot
The eagle’s eye remains the highest realm
In the primates tribe the victory sounds insane
The human heart repels their savage ways
Exposing dirty linen hung in disgrace
The pinnacle of what is known to be believed
As the dragon retreats, we sigh in relief
Skeleton’s crumble, nothing left to see
And the vacant thoughts of what will be will be!
The highest realm entirely up to you
Allowing you and them to see it too
The victory liberating the freedom we knew
And the grace of it all will see us through
© Lorna Cameron
Honest and true
To die and not know
To live and not grow
The fears that we face
To get to that place
The core of existence
Transcend the resistance
Look to the light
Take rest with the night
Eyes talk with sparkle
As spirit’s intact
Listening to the wise one!
Considering the facts
Thoughts are more peaceful
Sleep is so restful.
Soul is much calmer
And body is warmer.
Could all go tomorrow?
Consider that too
Your heart you should follow
Be honest and true!
© Lorna Cameron
Into the light
Hide in the shadows no more
As I see it within you
those words of posion
It's your shame to sort, not mine
I hear the venom serves you
Not so well!
Preying...poking...pushing...spying
Insulting your way to oblivion
Like your ‘fancy title’
powers a right to manipulate inclusion
You think you have the upper hand
With your nose in the air
Inside your ‘secret’ closet
And yet...
I am the one who has really been
Under the grass roots of existence
You talk the talk of a beautiful garden
Yet there is no soil beneath your nails
You fire accusations
at the victim in ‘your’ mirror
Whilst your arrogance
Spins you yet 'another line!'
The other fish in your bowl
agreeably massaging that egotistical policy
As they themselves aspire to the delusion
That control serves them so well!
And yet the pain of resitance
only sears deeper into authenticity
As the answer bubbles to the surface
What would you do for LOVE?
© Lorna Cameron
Master…Peace
God sculpted the rainbow, that day.
As I lay.
Disenchanted
Disempowered
Disappointed.
It beckoned me,
From my feather down, where I lay
eye to the sky.
And lit my solitary spirit
for almost a second.
Once again the master
makes good use of sun and rain.
Merging them for that glorious peace.
How does he know of my pain?
Producing this fine work of art!
Not only for my pleasure
At this time
But for all to see
Fundamental reminders, that
Love heals pain naturally.
The rainbow lights me from within.
Although I cannot ingest it.
It helps me retain faith
Continuous explorations
Of my depth of colour,
Uniqueness.
That harmonious balance
Miles from black or white.
Who else could paint
A finer work of art?
Humbled to know
there is no price
To reflect the rainbow.
Only a belief
An understanding
A smile
Perhaps a twinkle.
A Willingness to progress, somehow.
sculpting your own art
Concluding that the masterpiece; is the peace!
©Lorna Cameron
Celebrate The Dance
The nightingale who sings
Spreads her silken wings
Anticipates the flight
To soar with all her might
Will she celebrate the dance?
The robots now look small
So proud, the bird soars tall
Swooning and swaying
Dancing, then gliding.
As she celebrates the dance!
The unicorns appear
Free will is always here
Parading a glorious flight
Round moon and stars so bright
Will you celebrate the dance?
Inhale the forceful wind
With each breath, and positive mind
As their spirits become one
Their souls join in the fun
Come, celebrate the dance!
The fairy dust scatters
As the Emerald one gathers
A fanfare in the sky
It sparkles from their eye
As they celebrate the dance!
© Lorna Cameron
Flourish
If we treated every moment like it was a precious gem of treasured inheritance
No power would defeat us
If we embraced our loved ones heart in the deepest purest chamber
The Angels wings will carry the tainted twisted burden
And bury it forever with the demons desire to destroy
Nothing other than beauty will flourish
We will triumph over adversity
With our hearts desire to love forever
As the Angels light soothes our psyche
Peace, Love and light.
©Lorna Cameron
I wish I wish you here beside me my love. I want to touch you, feel you and...
I wish to hold you in my tender sweet heart forever. I will nurture and feed your soul so that you will never want for anything, and you will also do the same for me, as you know my heart as well as you know your own, as well as my souls desire... You do know, as well as I know, that we will heal from this as we will love each other with Devine light ~ With all our heart and soul. And all the hurt and pain will become a distant memory to the magic that we feel ~ the joy we experience. Every fibre of our being will be ignited by the passions we share ~ now and forever... ©Lorna Cameron
