★Poetry corner

I wrote my writings under anonymous on sites don’t like the attention some people stole them from me on my support groups the past 9 years I have closed the groups and now made a free one for I have to save college money for son and upset about my writings under other peoples name!!

I made the site but do not go there anymore too negative have to save energy and etc for me look on the brighter side so to speak I do all I can of course for those suffering but have limited my support I need to take care of me too!!

I want to thank you all for lifting me so ever since I’ve been back it has lifted me to points I never thought possible thought I would share a positive with you my writings are usually that of the negative so this is good for me is what I mean hope you like it!!!

I always dream big
Get rid of my negative feelings and dream big
I’m very curious why I am always so serious
I want to be successful and less stressful
I’m very optimistic and I try to stay realistic
I have a bright future ahead
Even though in the past I’ve been misled
Hopeful is what I’ve become
And being negative is really dumb
I’m healthier more than ever
And will stay positive forever
My happy endings are coming
Now that I’m un numbing
I am no longer wondering and I’m done with all the blundering
I have all the blessings I need
And I feed only the positive seed!
I’m happier without the negative side
Even though it’s been a long ride…..

This is one of my first positive writings I am getting better I will share more if you like??

LOL sisters and brothers on line Jan peace and hugs

This is a great poem. Thank you for sharing. I would very much enjoy reading more of your poems.

In response to jan4jam’s post: I like how you say that you need to take care of you too & your poetry is beautiful evidence of that…bring on more…whenever the feeling to do so comes on…And as I can tell…I’m not alone with wanting to read more(:
Bmindful is such a wonderful community… which you are such a beautiful part of!(: with love & appreciation(:

Wow thanks all and thanks as well of course again to all but to ((just for me)) for understanding what I mean needing more time for me it is hard for me to say that after 8 years of giving of myself I do make it to the group a couple times a month and the members are use to it but in the start when I started not going they were very upset. I get much gratification helping others but I have to know my limit I learned it so to speak!!

Now they go to each other and not just me thank goodness=D Like I said I will always help them I get much gratification but it is time for me, long over due!! =D

LOL hugs Jan

Life is a gift we’re given each and every day!

Dream about tomorrow but live for today.
To live a little you’ve got to love a lot.
Love turns the ordinary into the extraordinary!

Lifes a journey;
Always worth taking.
Time to smell the roses.

Count your blessings like children count the starts.
The secret of a happy life isn’t buried in a treasure chest, it lies within the heart!

It’s the little moments that make life BIG!

Don’t wait!
Make memories today!

Celebrate your life!

Jmac

PS?I am really trying to write positive I will share as I go on Thanks for the support my husband doesn’t really find interest in it not a bad thing, no worries its hard to share anyways my dark ones that is, but it is nice to know you all like to read them!!

LOL Hugs always Jan4Jam

Imagination

It’s a beautiful thing
It’s a decision to stand out of the crowd
To dip out of a busy life
It’s your own private world, a garden, serenity
To paint a canvas with your own hands
To relax your brain from overtime
Give your soul a rest!
All the same
It’s a amazing thing….

jmac

Peace hugs always jan4jam

In response to Peace&Harmony’s post:

I like your first line—Life is a gift…and I absolutely love your line- Love turns the ordinary into the extraordinary.

You made a memory for me today. Thanks!

In response to Peace&Harmony’s post:

Imagination is a beautiful amazing thing. I often dip out of my busy life.

Your poetry is extraordinary! I would call it Heart-Felt! Some of my poetry, like yours, is written directly from my heart, but not all. Some of mine are very ordinary. I do try to write from a place of love, heart-felt, but I don’t always get there.

Love and Light
Poppy

((((((((POPPY)))))))) I like your poetry A LOT, we all have our own unique way, where are you posting yours sis? I will post there too =D

I have a lot but most are negative with the depression if and when it hits I am most active in writing I would never post them here always under anonymous on sites! They are kind of dark but it is a good thing it is a venting for me… To get it down on paper. I even have a app on my cell you might like it if you write it’s called “evernote” You can get it for free but also you can get the plan like me for $3.00 a month and then you get more space to store them! Check it out if you have any questions just ask me you can also chat with people whom have that app I don’t do that but with one person I’ve known for years she has it for free, it is kind of neat you can create notebooks for quotes etc…But also it is private only you can view it!

You are right it comes from the heart, my passion comes from my heart, a long time ago on my group I had I told people without my passion I would have no drive, it’s that simple, although when I was ill it didn’t feel that simple thank goodness those days are over LOL to you and all

LOL hugs
Jan

You have to take the good with the bad
Smile when your sad
Love what you got And
Remember what you had Always
Forgive but never forget
Learn from your mistakes But
Never regret
People change
Things go wrong
Just remember
Life goes on….

jmac

Breakout

Fully clothed
Naked and alone
Stripped friendless

Turning round about
Faulting others
Irresponsible
Self absorbed

So sad I
Hurtfully whine
Crying out
Why me?

Your cutting words
Piercing my ears
Oozing deep into my heart
Twisting my every word
On your deaf ears it is unheard

Inside of self
Blind to see
It is not
Faultful others
But thee

Daring to think
Four walls collapsing
Down dying within
Your silent prison

Glimmering thought
Could it be
My own making
And not thee?

Self questioning
Thoughts occur
It is me
Self imprisoned
All this time?

Liberation key

Kindness
Dressed in Kindness
Given away

Prison break
Fully Clothed in Friendship!

Palpatations

My heart is pinging in my chest.
Oh who is it beating for?
I have no lover near.
My mind cannot identify who they might be…
But still it thumps against my chest.

Faster it pounds as if I yearn…
But who?
There is no one around.

I am alone in this heart confounded place.
Now It starts to race,
Pearls of sweat begin to form.
Will my body do me harm?

Oh where, oh where is this coming from?
A lover does not exist for me.
How could this be?
I frantically search my house,
I am alone.

Calming now, just a bit…
In the mirror I look,
Deep into mine own eyes,
I stare and stare.

An easy going peacefulness
Ebbs over my gaze.
Realization begins to prick my brain.
I joyfully acknowledge
I know my secret lover well.

I dont know is this negative::

 

Clouds

unanymous

This rime that flows and rhymes
must throb with rhythmic time
to the beat and the chimes
of each line on the dime;

it must have lines and rows
that move with good meter
to feet of highs and lows
that's nice, tight and neater;

it, too, must be well-writ
with not so subtle song
that ev'n pets can hear it
in homes where they belong.

(Oh, alas and alack!)
'Tis time to end this tune
with a farewell address,
so close do I too soon
with this — no more, no less....

In response to Peace&Harmony's post:

thank you for sharing your very creative style of poetry

I can feel your inner  rhythm of life, and appreciate your playfulness, brilliant fun

I am sending lots of love to you 

& wishing you a beautiful holiday season!

 

This is Poppy. Would like to reconnect with a great poet.