#Poetry: Goodbye Dear Soul #MPBooks

A poem commemorating the loss of Humpty the Hippo ❤

 

Hippo
This is not Humpty the Hippo but an image of a pigmy hippo (I think) from Pixabay.com

A few days ago I found out about the sad news of a beautiful creature who sadly died.  In care of the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, a wonderful charity that rescues and raises orphaned elephants and other animals in Africa before returning them to a free and natural life in the wild, a beautiful baby hippo called ‘Humpty’ captured everyone’s hearts.  Humpty was rescued after being found alone stuck in a drying mud pool.  Alone and without her mother she would have died had it not been for the wonderful people at the Trust who rescued her and then tried to raise her.   It was the first baby hippo they had every tried to raise and she was doing very well until she became suddenly ill and died shortly after.  As a deep animal lover I was touched by Humpty’s rescue and have felt so saddened by her sudden death.  She did, however, have several beautiful months of happiness which she wouldn’t have without being rescued.

Humpty’s death, like the death of so many of our beloved creatures and loved ones can be very hard to cope with, but we must focus on the happy times and the love we have for them.  I’ve written a poem which I hope many may relate to.  It was my poem for Humpty, but it’s also what I felt when a close individual died.

Goodbye Dear Soul

A beautiful soul, now have passed,
You left this world, all too fast.
A void now where you did depart,
An empty space in my heart.
Your time was not meant so soon,
If only you, I could cocoon.
Protect and save from life askew,
Now empty space, I have in lieu.
Your stay was not meant to be,
Tether to world, now set free.
Your beauty, light, will shine always,
Love in heart, a burning blaze.
Remember you for evermore,
Your soul now free, at peace to soar.

To read more about what happened please click here.  This is a video commemorating beautiful Humpty:


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#Poetry: How Many Times? #MPBooks

A short but dark poem inspired by the daily prompt.

Flower on soil
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I had a bit of a bad day yesterday (depressive thoughts and feelings) and turned to writing as an outlet.  The result is this dark poem.  The good news is that it lifted my mood to post this, as if the writing of my dark thoughts leave me when I write.  I hope it is well received despite the darkness of it.

How Many Times?

How many times did I, let you inside?
Spent life afraid, wanting to hide.
Why did I let you, say those things to me?
Blinded by love, expecting you to see.
How could you take, control of my life?
Forgot who I was, more than just a wife.
Why didn’t I see, that I could simply leave?
Made me think no-one, would want to ever grieve.
How many times did I, let you get inside?
Too late to count now, I’ve already died.

Poem inspired by the daily prompt word Total (as in ‘total number of times…’)


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#Poetry: The Fall #MPBooks

A dark and disturbing poem inspired by the daily prompt.

Woman sinking photo
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This is some dark poetry I wrote yesterday when I saw the Daily Post’s prompt word of the day was descend.   Warning, some people may find the following content distressing.   If some of my dark poetry is too dark for you, then you’re welcome to check out my new Poetry page for a list of all my poems both Light and Dark.

The Fall

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A world filled with, only despair,
Where time has now forever ceased,
Seconds, minutes hours are feast.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place so dark I do not dare,
To open my eyes, see the sight,
Ceaseless night, endless blight.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place of rot, my skin I tear,
Cut and scrape, cause eyes to weep,
All to see if still red does seep.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
Time is paused, I sit and stare,
Contemplate, a life now past,
Detest the choices that were cast.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A world enveloped with warfare,
Thoughts, beliefs conflict in mind,
Future unclear, reality blind.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place from which I do not care,
My only wish, I could go back,
To fix where life began to crack.


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#Poetry: Your Vile Smile #MPBooks

A dark poem for National Poetry Month and a response to the daily prompt.

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I know it seems I’ve gone a poetry craze but this is in response to the wordpress daily prompt, the word being Chuckle.  I will have more varied posts coming soon, promise 🙂

Your Vile Smile

You make me laugh, you make me smile,
Though inside you’re filled with bile.
You show yourself, happy, true,
No one know the truth of you.
Times there are, I love you near,
But sometimes you are all I fear.
How can I live this way?
Waiting for you to say.
Vile words that leave your lips,
Same ones that bring you tips.
The hatred I feel inside,
For you. From myself I hide.


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