The Ghost inside

My name is not my own;
it does not fit,
It is not me.

My Body is not my own;
The shape is wrong,
I am not me.

My thoughts are not my own;
if they cannot be voiced,
the voice is not mine.

I am not my own;
I cannot change,
I cant be me.

My name is not my own,
Why is yours?

Esme~
7/5/2012

Glacier

Frozen in place
an Idea
a Thought
dragging and pulling hope down
Sparks melt the ice
A Flicker
an Idea
Toying Emotion arround

31/3/2012

Floating Thoughts

Is safety truly of value?
when it holds back freedom
and gives extra worry and care.

How can the happiness
so constantly saught,
only so briefly be there?

Contact and touch
so often portray,
Much less than
their absence provides.

Further we move
and the more we invest
more joy and despair
collide

31/3/2012

I won

I won because i trained the ability
I lost because you needed the win

Esme
23/2/2012

I have been Condemmed

I have been condemned
I may do what I wish
say what I like
make my own mistakes
and learn from them


I have been sentenced to life
to life as I choose
to go where I will
and to regret where I wouldn't

I have been punished
with conscience for my actions
a mind that over thinks
and a heart with the capacity for love 

and so I am condemned,
condemned to be Free.






Inspired by a bloggers chosen name "condemed to be free"
Esme 17th may 2012

In my mind /limitles boundries

In my mind
the scene is set.
in my mind
the detail met.
in my mind
the picture flows.
in my mind
the idea grows.
in my mind
i move and grow.

but through my hand
i fail
to show
16/5/2012

I see you

I see you in nature,
in the fluttering of the leaves
I hear you in gales howling,
feel touch in morning breeze.
I smell you in the flower,
in the soft, rich growing earth.
I see your wisdom showing,
with the growth of each new bud

where ever I see beauty,
see my loves or indeed yours
I float though the connection
into memory's open doors.




Esme ~
Written 10/3/2012 In memory of my uncle on the day of his wake, a respected man among many, and greatly missed. RIP march 2012

Let me Go!

Let me Finnish so I can't start
to move and break and tear apart.
Let me run so I can walk
and slowly forget what I was taught.
Let me Laugh so I may cry
And sit and chase the world going by.
Let me sing, so I may speak
my life is on hold, yours in repeat


Esme april 30th 2012
(working progress )

A Strong Man/Woman

Settles, as with the dust
Motion, to the will of the Sun
Feel, deeply desired emotion
Free, to move whilst concretely stays

Boulders that bend to the will of the Wind
Seas gushing forth softening to a tide
Sun, encouragingly hurts but not harms
Nature , embrasing takes into their arms

Battles, to do as they wish and yet may please
The river bends, its will only when it choose
The mountains, Impose whilst gives loveingly too
 Strengh, to give and to take to the skys oh so blue.




Inspired by posts seen on http://lidiajewellsworld.wordpress.com/category/short-stories-poems-quotes-and-pictures/page/3/

The iregular Rythm and ryhm are purposfull.
perhaps a few edits for the future but for now ill let you see what you think

~esme~

Motionless Hope

The rock hard set in stone
plants push still their way through
in hope a life to grow
though nothing more can do.


-Part of hope, movement,fate and  dreams collection

~Esme

Running into the sun

Times ticking clock
the falling of the sands
the rushing of the river
the set lay of the lands

Their secrets know to them
the rest just gues and wait
falling through space and time
impatient to meet our fate

Cournes and edges

(from my shapes collection)

the corner
makes the image whole,
without it, it is broken,
damaged and worthless
so here the focus should lie
as with it is the images deep truth

here was where the image began
the pencil drew and ink ran
here was where all thought began
image made,idea planed

the jutting edge, the final piece
together drawn, the image sleeps

(begun, 30/8/2011 edited and finished 21st feb 2012)
Esme ~

Snake in the grass

proffer me your week spot,
show me you submit.
turn your eyes and walk away,
then feel the final hit.

let me get to know you,
tell me all your fears.
I shall hide my darkness
I'll reveal your tears

28th aug 2011

The toll Rises

the toll rises, we atone fore what we did
and what we did naught of?
it lays un-thought of.
times passage flows, life grows/
and as we wonder, we wander on through,
to think of what we did, and what we didn't do.


Esme ~ 23/12/2012

One Way mirror

I close my eyes
because in-front of me,
is that screen that shows me everything.
It shows the hate, the hurt the lies
and what i do not wish to see.
as the match set for suffering.

My mouth is covered I cannot speak.
My hands tied back I cannot release.
But even if my bonds were freed,
still the mirror lies in-front of me.

That mirror stands, shows consequence
and all I fear is recompense
and when the glass comes scattering down
its only so I might pick up the pieces



wed 30th nov 2011

sixpence or a pound

(s2 from songs collection)

Sing a song of sixpence
this ones worth a pound,
hear lie all my foot prints,
they wont wait around
as i lie in wonder
as i lie in wait,
think what a lovely world this is
just to appreciate

(inspired by an old English nursery rhyme)

Esme ~ 30/11/2012 00:00

elements part 1

Gravity pulls hard
fog covers all
rain pelts roughly
and snowflakes fall

swamps thicken gradually
sand pits sink
mud grows thickly
and hardens to stick

nobodys prize,everybodys challenge

shining like the sun,
echoing across the land.
battles lost and won,
for the lady's hand.

27/11/2011

Feels not quite finished, so watch this space for its continuation
~esme ~

The elements part 2

rock beats sand
sea beats rock
wind beats land
and sun runs amok

My Castle

as i sit inside my castle
behind wall, and wall and wall.
i cant help but think and wonder,
will you wait and watch them fall?

will you prod them, see them titer?
watch them stay just standing tall?
will you bring forth all the elements?
or not sit and wait at all?

each wall hides but another
built stronger. I rebuilt them all.
as you walk away they crumble.
would you look back or stay the fool?

do you take apart the peices?
take them brick, by brick they pool,
around your feet, then back together?
protecting you and me so small?

would you make in them some door ways?
brick them back up, and call... and call?
out to my soul and to no other
keep me safe, in my castle, my rules?

Esme~ 17th January 2012