I can sing my own song

I can sing my own song while the music plays loud,

I can sing my own song, of this I am proud.

I can sign loud & clear though it might hurt your ears,

Cos I’m singing a song that’s not playing!

You must understand that it’s not my fault,

You must understand, you must know what’s the cause.

It’s what I was taught in my aural training –

To hold my tune while someone else is singing.

The music plays loud but I hear the song,

That matches my current emotion.

I sing it out loud till I let it all out,

And feel like a different person.

I sing out loud when I need a release,

From the daily routine of cooking meals.

I’m wailing away while the dinner gets done,

And you walk in wondering what is wrong!

I sing my own song even when it’s all wrong,

Cos it’s not on the CD that I put on!

You hear me wailing and think I’m ailing

And that I might need to visit the doctor.

To my husband 🙂

I search

I search for the empty that lets me embrace,

The busy that fills me with joy.

I listen for spaces,

For rests that give meaning,

To music that plays to the mood that I’m feeling. Continue reading →

The breeze that knocked me over

You’re the breeze that knocked me over,

And I’m lying on the floor.

I struggle to rise, clinging to hope.

I’m in a better place now, but still struggle to cope. Continue reading →

My friend for a reason

My friend for a reason,

I thought you were true,
But you ran when you thought I had need.

I was your friend for all time,

And I thought you were mine,
But now things have changed and there’s no going back. Continue reading →

That wonderful feeling

That wonderful feeling that you don’t know enough.

It’s what keeps you wanting to study and learn.
To strive to always be better today than you were yesterday.

That feeling that you never fit in.

Because you don’t live by rules imposed by the outside.
You’ve got an internal compass of your own and you’ve learned it’s wise to trust it.
And be comfortable with who you are. Continue reading →

This gift

You taught me to believe.

To have faith and to talk to a higher power everyday.

First thing in the morning, and at night before I went off to sleep.

To think about the reasons to be grateful and to say thank you out loud.

Continue reading →

I loved you

I loved you, so I never said no.

I wanted you to have order in your life,
So I cleaned up after you.

Now, you’re growing up and I can’t face the tantrums.

You don’t have the ability to take the knocks that life will give you,
And you don’t have the independence you need to stand up on your own.
I’m fed up. Continue reading →

My choice

I chose you and I lost my ability to see.

I couldn’t see your failings, though I was aware of them before.

It’s not that I was blind, but that I didn’t want to see.

Deep down inside, I think accepting your flaws was a reflection on me.

Because you were MY choice. Continue reading →

The Mountains of Tasmania

Mountains tall as old as time, look upon the twilight gold.

Dark now, in the fading light, till moon-rise, and a sky so bright. Continue reading →

Possibilities .. a poem about my dreams for the future

Sometimes I sits, I sits and thinks, of things I’ve never seen,

Of places that I’ll never know, of what I may not be.

Of all the possibilities that seem so far away,

of all the lovely winding roads, that lead out from my gate. Continue reading →

I get it…my rant on driving while talking on the phone

… to the slightly insane driver’s who disrupt traffic, on the Sion-Panvel highway

I get it that you have important matters to talk about

So you drive slowly, and chat on your cell phone

I get it that you don’t care

That you’re slowing everyone down

That a lot of the driver’s behind you are switching lanes, because you driving at 30km/hr

And they’re stuck driving at a crawl behind you Continue reading →

Dear Change,

I am grateful for your constant and steady companionship.

I have not always felt that way about your many many visits, but as time goes by I’m growing to value them.

When you visit regularly, I sometimes wish you away, but you know that I really do not mean it.

You bring me joy and sorrow, rude shocks and pleasant surprises. Continue reading →

What do I do

What do I do, oh what do I do

The sun shines so bright and there’s house work to do
The dishes aren’t done and the floor is not mopped
And I want to go to the coffee shop Continue reading →

anitaelise

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I can sing my own song

I can sing my own song while the music plays loud,

You must understand that it’s not my fault,