Hope

Stop telling me I can’t change the world

Stop telling me I can’t change the world

By JFarrell

 

Stop telling me I can’t change the world.

You know why one man can’t change the world?

Because everyone tells him he can’t.

 

Not me!

 

I am trying to act better.

How I act has an affect on how others act

And so on…

Ripples.

 

A butterfly flaps it’s wings here,

There has the monster of all storms.

 

You are reading my poem

That will have some effect on what you feel, what you think

However insignificant

Ripples.

 

I can and am changing the world.

And I just proved it.

 

You can change the world too.

Let’s make it better

Please

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

proved it

The Edge

The Edge

By JFarrell

 

We stand here, on the edge,

What do you want to do?

 

Turn back and run away?

Take my hand and jump?

I leave the decision to you,

And I will be by your side.

 

But,

Take a moment….

Close your eyes….

Take a deep breath…

 

Can you hear it?

The blood rushing through your head?

That is the sound of everything.

Listen to it,

Feel it.

Badoom- whoosh, badoom-whoosh.

It pulses with your heartbeat.

That is the sound of the beginning

And the end

All of eternity

Rushing through your ears.

All that was, is

And is to come

Is in that sound.

 

Here,

At the edge

What do you want to do?

Take my hand

And choose.

I will never let you go.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

choose hope

Hope

Hope

By JFarrell

 

Hope lives,

And it is real,

And it can change your life,

Change your world.

 

“Okay, Mr Bigmouth, prove it.”

Look around;

Nature, trees, flowers,

The birds and the bees.

The lovely blue sky and sun

(if it’s sunny where you are)

Or the rain teeming down

(be thankful for that, some places get no rain)

The random kindness of a stranger,

Words of love from a friend.

 

Hope is all around you,

You just have to make that tiny bit of effort to see it.

I don’t know your woes,

Or the depth of the black hole you are in;

But, it is not going to knock on your door and say “Hi”

(unless you’re very lucky).

You have to try,

Have to look.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hope is real

Scars

Scars

By JFarrell

 

I suppose,

We all have scars;

Visible ones,

Not the ones that scar our hearts,

Our minds,

Those are important too.

 

Today,

The scars on my wrists,

Are what draw my attention.

Ugly white lines,

Whiter than my skin;

Healed now, it was many years ago.

What should be ugly white lines,

Looks more like a tally score,

The scars from the stitches,

That stopped the life,

Pumping out of me.

 

The visible pulse of the artery

Brings a strange kind of life to the scar,

Makes it smile, as if laughing

At the eternal joke that is life.

 

I still remember that night,

My feelings,

The darkness of my thoughts,

The pain that drove me.

How can I not,

It was the last night I lived.

 

Until recently.

Someone, an angel, my queen,

Breathed life into me,

This long dead corpse.

 

I cannot say “Don’t do it”

That would make me a hypocrite,

After all, I did it.

But,

There is always hope.

Please, be strong, believe;

There really, truly is HOPE.

And it is beautiful.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

there is hope, dont give up, please

Your Fault, Do Something

Your Fault, Do Something

By JFarrell

 

Look around you;

This is all your fault

And mine.

 

The rich ever prospering,

The poor forever growing.

An 18 week old baby beaten to death;

Teenagers stabbing each other to death.

Food banks ever busier,

More and more hospitals closing;

If you’re old and need care,

Sell your home to pay for it.

 

And we won’t get into the wars,

The terrorism, the famines…

 

This is all your fault,

And mine.

So,

DO SOMETHING

GET INVOLVED.

Stop voting for liars,

Stop believing they are better than you,

They are not.

Get out there,

Feed the hungry,

Give hope,

Make a difference!

Let’s please stop closing our eyes,

Get out there

And make this world a better place.

 

Because if you don’t,

No-one will.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

are you angry yet?

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Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope

By JFarrell

 

All my yesterdays

All my past

My successes

My failures

 

You take all of this

And make it all beautiful

Showing me

In a light I had not considered

 

Mirrors, confetti

Packed in a tube

Brought to life

By your light

 

You are the kaleidoscope

That magically lights my life

Turning mundane images

Into something beautiful and magical

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

beautiful sunshine

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Guide Me

Guide Me

By Jfarrell

 

I was lost

Without direction

Without objective

Without destination

 

I was nowhere

In the land of fools

Being led by the blind

Forever falling

 

From when I woke

To falling exhausted into bed

I was lost

And going nowhere

 

Then

With the siren of the Siren

You called to me

And gave me a way

 

Your sweet voice

Whispers in my ear

Leading me over mountains

Guiding me through the deepest chasms

 

I am coming

As fast as I can

Call to me, guide me

Give me the wings and I will fly to you

 

My most wondrous Siren

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

guide me

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Clouds

Clouds

By JFarrell

 

Like a film reel

The pictures flow before me

One by one

 

A majestic bird, an eagle,

Spreads it wings and takes flight;

A steam barge,

Chugging it’s way upriver;

A juggling clown,

Putting on his mask, to hide his tears;

Another man in a mask,

Highwayman, to take your gold at gunpoint;

This one shows the sun breaking,

Over a lovely, sleeping town;

This one shows the sun setting,

Over the smouldering, blackened ruins of a bombed village;

This one shows the beginning of all time,

That one shows the end of all time.

 

Clouds are beautiful and wondrous,

And such an inspiration,

For the imagination.

 

Look up,

You might too

See the beginning

And the end

Of everything.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

clouds are beautiful

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Together

Together

By JFarrell

 

Together,

In each others’ arms,

We look up at the moon,

Together.

 

In the darkest indigo

Of a cloudy night

The moon bursts through the clouds

A bright silvery guide, in the sky

Some of the thick cloud is inpenetratable

And makes the moon look like a heart,

My heart, bursting with love for you

 

Can you feel my heart beating?

Can you feel my arms around you?

Can you feel my soft kisses on your neck?

 

Your moon is younger than mine

After all, we are six hours apart,

But, under the moon,

We are both here, now

Together.

 

I so love you.

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the power of imagination

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