Catching Time
Catching Time
A child
Sees colors, hope, possibilities
Nothing impossible
Ideas born
To help change the world
Has been travelling
travelling urgent messages
The recipient adult self
The medium time
The message life
Peer pressure, peer pleasure, pure pressure,
Somehow lost the message by the way
Peer skin deep, care giver for self
stifling, choking, but growing by the day
Growing weaker, growing lost
Then in a second passing too slowly
remembered the message clearly
Don’t lose sight of all the things
wrong in the world
when in your innocence you promised to fix
Don’t forget what really makes happiness
Otherwise will be lost forever
But you forgot
Now
The child in you is struggling to rescue your aging shadow
Caught in the rituals of life
Life the message, the medium time
Time has run out
It flew by on black and white wings
Unnoticed…
but the aching aging soul would be redeemed
if that child was still courageous enough to let go
and attain the unattainable of a lifetime.
© Karlane McFarlane 18/07/2018
Poetry of the life that I know
My poetry is the poetry of the life that I know
That I know like the wise one who knows that he knows
dnt
My poetry doesnt ^ care for organisation
My poetry doesnt care for punctuation
It doesnt care for comma full stop question sign
Nor is it limited to consistent excessive rhyme
This is the poetry of life as it flows
Let it flow like the stream let it flow, let it flow
My poetry is grammatically incorrect without apology
My poetry has defied all aspects of chronology
It doesnt care for what happened first or last
Nor is its reference limited to future or past
This is the poetry of life as it grows
Let it grow like the trees let it grow,let it grow
My poetry doesnt ignore literary pedagogy
My poetry doesnt care for your typo graphy
It doesnt care about spilling over on countless pages
Nor is it limited to stanzas meters iambic stages
This is the poetry of life as it blows
Let it blow like the wind let it blow, let it blow
My poetry isnt irony metaphor alliteration
My poetry cannot be reduced to formal explanation
It doesnt care for misguided biographical criticism
Nor should it appease the reader’s skepticism
This is the poetry of life as it glows
Let it glow like the moon let it glow, let it glow
My poetry has no begining
My poetry has no end
But it creates life and destroys at the stroke of this pen.
© Karlane McFarlane July 18, 2017
By the way
Talk to me
For when you talk
You bare your soul one word at a time
Your words are true and pure,
Never pretentious
Your words are small,
Never fussy,
Nor decorated with elaborate, artificial emptiness
Yet in their simplicity they managed to mold,
Managed to paint a picture worth looking at
This journey down unknown corridors of life simplified
By the way you talk.
Sing to me
For when you sing
You bare your soul one note at a time
Your voice of glass-breaking mixed keys
Not quite soprano or alto, Not quite tenor or bass
Yet your sound is in perfect harmony with life
With each note you play the music of love
You are singing your heartsong
Your song is simple, Your motive is clear,
You always sing the songs I long to hear
This journey down unknown corridors of life simplified
By the way you sing.
Laugh with me
For when you laugh
You bare your soul one joke at a time
Every chuckle, ever grin irresistibly contagious
Never have I heard a laugh more hilarious
The sight of you completely out of control in a fit of laughter
Rolling on the floor, gasping for air
Buckling over or falling off a chair
Makes the best medicine for years upon years
So Laugh that soul stirring, feet stomping laugh
This journey down unknown corridors of life simplified
By the way you laugh.
©K.McFarlane July 17, 2017
You are…
You are…
You are the sun, you are your energy and brightness
You are a burning flame
You are the wind, for seasons ceaseless
You are the autumn rain
You are that voice I hear in my wilderness
Still calling out my name
Your roar awakens my lioness
Your strength erases my pain
What you are to me is all to me
The world, you mean the world to me
You are your heart so filled with kindness
Your love remains the same
Like the mountains,tall, strong and ageless
Your beauty remains unchanged
You are your smile so warm and priceless
That smile you freely give
You are your arms outstretched in earnest
In your arms I long to live
What you are to me is all to me
The world, you mean the world to me
You are a light in times of darkness
A light that guides me home
Without you this life would be pointless
Yes, I’d rather be alone
©K.McFarlane July 13, 2017
Shattering
Shattering
Then will I sit still beneath you,
below you
waiting for you to strike me down
Then will I watch my life fall
and break into smithereens
while you carefully tip toe around the sharp edges
trying not to cut your feet on me.
You shattered me and watched me crazy clue myself together
You laughed, grinned even
for you couldn’t wait to throw me down again.
© K McFarlane 2017
The Window
There is a window
Through which I see
Many other windows
Of Possibilities
And
I wonder
If someone
looks back
I think
There is so much to see
There is so much to feel
There is so much to be
What do I see?
Glimpses of a future
So close but oh so far
A past hope, unravelling
Somewhere beyond the stars
Like stars
In time my dreams a’travellin
What can I feel?
A whirlwind of emotions
Emotions -buried -unearthing
Uprooting childhood memories
Bookmarked upon uneven skin
This skin
book of untold stories
being written
Still
What will I be?
Unanswered though I ask
Determined to overcome
Break Barriers ! End cycles!
Unshakeable woman of freedom
My freedom
Unfairly withheld and forcibly won
This window reveals no secrets
This window hides no truths
It merely reflects an epiphany
That what I choose to feel
What I choose to see
I’ll be…………
Karlane McFarlane
01.10.2019
© Karlane McFarlane 07.07.2017