Contrasted

I am a young innocent puppy,

But also a bird of prey.

A buzzard that strangles

To cause death and pain.

But jolly like Christmas,

A green holly bush.

Why so contrasted?

English, Dutch, French and Irish?

Where do I originate from?

The snow is as cold as my soul

as it falls heavily upon the

silent streets.

As the bright sun settled softly

the snow started getting heavier

and heavier as it stormed in

anger.

In the morning when it’s still

snowing I go out to check the

snow filled ground.

As I opened my mouth to taste

the peacefully falling snow, there

was a subtle (bang) of thunder

that hit the earth.

As I look in the distance I see

a big rocky meatball hit the

earth…as I arrive at green and

brown filled field I suddenly realise

what it is.

Thirty minutes into arriving I see two

Wonky walking burnt looking

creatures

Slowly time goes by as I am trying

To examine these overly odd things.

After a short while I took a slow

perfectly peaceful drive home, as I’m

round about half way home I

see a group of loud freaky things

moving in the fast falling snow…

I realise!  Finally realise our world

had at last been taken over by

these spontaneous zombies, I think.

I am

I am deadly life, searching for where I fit.

I am the sting of reality, part of me was given a toxic name.

I wonder if I am cured to be alone.

Forever stubborn and wild.

I’ve always found home in nature.

Maybe that is where I belong.

They say I’m cold, harsh and strong.

I don’t feel that way but I’m scared I am.

I am lost.

I’m still searching for my home.

For now I’m the sharp cold knife.

Only wanted when I have something to give.

Then left alone to rest.

I am

A royal material

Here to be beautiful and soft

Made for slumber, a reliable rest

I am also LOUD and joyful

I am music and laughter and song

A comforting sound, a reminder, always there

Working hard to be here but ready to slip away

I am

I am a handy winch, always there to help.

Yet never to be repaired…

I am small and powerful.

Seeking revenge in the dark, mad at the world.

I am a corner…and water

Easygoing.

But can be your worst nightmare in seconds.

I live

I live in

a sandy coast

surrounded by soily fields

and the breezy trees

I am different

my name means the same thing; with

fields

sand

coast

wood

and glade

I am

I am a trustworthy hill

Strong and bold

I climb high to reach the top

So I can see the horses run

Their manes flow in the wind

I am the master of my hill.

I think I can colour beautiful pictures.

I imagine my nan is in heaven.

I wonder where my nan has gone.

I am the Fire

I am the fiery danger

I am the short, flowing red dress

I am the protector of the castle

My name is Jahn

I was born in a barn

I was three days late

Because there was no alarm

My name is Jahn

I now live on a farm

I’m a good boy

I cause no harm

We learn all day,

& some say

That ain’t productive,

Guess that depends upon the

Demons that you’re stuck with,

Cos right now I see clearer than most

I sit here contented with this cheese on toast

Orange

Fins, gills, shiny scales.

A goldfish!

Pointy, tufty, bunny food. 

A carrot!

Just before night, yellow stripes.

A sunset!

There once was a boy from our school

Who always liked to play pool

When he picked up the cue

He needed the loo

So he did it right there in the hall

The One Who Left

I love how you left without saying goodbye,

I love how now you’re living your best life,

You made me lie to get your own way,

Maybe everyone’s just the same.

Thanks to you I know to trust very little,

Thanks to you I know not to get attached

Now you’re back into my life

Yet little do you know we’ll never get our bond back.

You try to get close with me again

But I push you away because I don’t want to feel that pain again.

I hope your kids never have to feel that way

Because that will be very ashamed.