17 Dec 2023 10 Comments
in cancer, Life, painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, wordsmith Tags: cancer, fear, Jemverse, life, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, scared, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
It's a fragile scale on which I teeter
the balance on a thread
as all of these distractions weigh
distinctly in the red
And as the balance wavers
the fear that's been suppressed
creeps silently up to the fore
from whence it's been at rest
And that's a scary prospect
one I'm not sure I can bear
so I'm grateful for the opening
afforded here to share
The chance to talk, to air my fears
with my fragility so prone
A comfort in these scary times
to know I'm not alone
©Jemverse
18 Nov 2023 5 Comments
in Life, painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, words, wordsmith Tags: emotion, fear, frightened, Jemverse, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, wordsmithing, writing poetry
In these still, quiet night time hours when all I need is sleep, and yet my mind is swirling, denying me of the one thing I crave and need I wish I could articulate, find the words but they escape, elude me this time. I am a man of words but a cruel silence is all I have in these scary times And I am small and frail and frightened.
©Jemverse
24 Oct 2015 10 Comments
in Life, Poetry, words Tags: clarity, fear, journey, laugh, life, poem, Poetry, purpose, rollercoaster, scary
In the razor sharp clarity
of a crisp autumn morn
An erudite moment
of instinct was born
A momentary feeling
captured and held
Crystallised into form
to fashion and meld
In these days of uncertainty
moments like these
Akin to the feeling
of a warm summer breeze
Are the ones that will shape
and strengthen the mind
Providing foundation
with purpose to find
Life’s a rollercoaster ride
with its up and its downs
But when the scary bit’s over
Our laughs replace frowns
So when clarity comes
and the purpose is clear
The ride’s there to enjoy
With nothing to fear.
©Jemverse
02 Aug 2014 3 Comments
in God, Poetry Tags: crack, fear, God, life, poem, Poetry
Stepped on a crack in the pavement of life
And heard something chasing me
Turned and saw the bears of the night
Bricked it, suddenly
Ran so hard I thought I would die
But the bears were still hot on my trail
Panicked, I thought of a way to be free
But thought it would probably fail
Knew it was the only thing left to do
So I leapt for the space in between
And behind me I watched the bears disappear
As I fell to the ground breathlessly
Turned my head to the earth to cry
But a strong hand reached out for mine
Led me away from the cracks in the road
Showed me the narrow line
Said it was hard to follow sometimes
But promised he’d always be there
Smiled and said to follow him
Led me away from the bears
©Jemverse
24 Jun 2014 1 Comment
in Nature, Poetry, Writing 101 Tags: fear, poem, Poetry, wasps
I’ve always wondered what’s the point
Of wasps, the horrid things
With their intrusive little buzzing ways
And their nasty little stings
I’ve got used to Bumbles and even bees
(except when in a swarm)
But I do so hate those waspy things
When it’s nice outside and warm
Why can’t they all just go away
And leave me well alone
‘Cos when they’re out there buzzing round
I’ll just stay at home
©Jemverse
Writing 101, day 17 – “Your personality on the page” – What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears. If you’re up for a twist, write this post in a style that’s different from your own.
Addressing my worst fear – wasps – is enough for me I think; forget the twist.
Wish I could say the same of wasps!
Jemverse 