Poetry: Mortality

How about a change of pace? I haven't written anything in a million years (ish), so it's not my best, but it's a start so it's good enough for now. Actually the second one I've wrote tonight, picked up from scraps of notes I've saved on my laptop.

Mortality

I guess you just don’t think about mortality like I do
Because I’ve seen it up real close and studied it like it was something new
It grabbed me by the neck and questioned my morality,
Put its shades upon my face so I could see it with more clarity

And now I see it everywhere, in everyone I know
I see so plainly that no-one ever questions when they’ll go
We don’t know when that door will knock or when the bell will ring
 But I had a dream we all died, and I felt better about the whole thing.

Music mash up

I came up with the idea last night while thinking about my upcoming consultant's appointment, to put the lyrics of several songs together to make one song or poem - sort of like a medley, but a sensible medley where the lyrics put together make perfect sense and have the same theme and feeling. Here's one I was thinking of; if I could sing I would sing it and put it on YouTube, but written format will have to do instead. See if you can see which songs I used, and I'll tell you underneath:

If you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
'cause pretending everything is alright when it ain’t, really isn’t working.

For this I used Shake It Out by Florence & The Machine, Pompeii by Bastille, and Read All About It by Professor Green. If I were to sing it, it would all sound the same - some sort of slow melody that sounds a bit like all of the songs so that it sounds similar to all of them but all the lines also sound like they belong to the same song.

Rebirth

Another poem today, because why not? Bit of a Buddhist slant on this one, but really just talking about the complexities of, well, all of us.

Rebirth

My mind is not like the earth,

There is no day and night.

All thoughts run into each other,

There is no dark and light.

My brain does not have seasons,

It’s so much more complex.

Every moment I am reborn,

Every thought is a reflex.

Adventure

Something different from me for today, in the spirit of being more carefree, worrying less about the little things, and taking on a child-like attitude once in a while.

Adventure

We would hitch our skirts up to our knees
and our heavy boots splashed in puddles
so briefly as we stampeded home.
And as we pulled our knee-high boots off,
uncurling our toes and spreading them by the fire,
I wish we had gathered small muddy droplets
up the length of our ivory shins -
I wish we could care less
and get a little more grubby in the name of adventure.

By Samantha Rose

Written on Sunday 13th January, 2013 at 22:01