• david858 posted a new activity comment 1 year, 1 month ago

    Hi Mellanie, like this one; I did something on a similar theme (but more long winded) in the Poetry Group about a month ago. :)

    In reply to - Mellanie N. Covell posted an update This is the part where you come to realize, That maybe you made a few mistakes in life. But you wouldn’t change the past, not a single bit, Cause without it you wouldn’t know how to fix shit. Each choice you made shaped the future, Each obstacle thrown at you may have seemed like torture. But in the end it all made you who you are, You walked the path, long and far. What I thought once was a tragety, Could be a blessing in disguise for me. But somewhere the picture begins to blur, The lines all fade and images aren’t sure. • View
  • david858 posted a new activity comment 1 year, 1 month ago

    I’m with you on this one, for sure!!!

    In reply to - Mellanie N. Covell commented on the post, desk Writing things at my desk seems to make me calm, get out all of my thoughts, and help me express my feelings in ways I couldn’t form verbally. • View
  • david858 posted an update in the group Group logoPoetry 1 year, 1 month ago

    DAYBREAK ONE – CITY
    The light of day
    Gently
    Pressing the night
    Back into its box
    Growing warmth
    Dissolving the fragile
    Mist of the morning
    Away
    Colours
    Lightening
    Defining the shapes
    Of nature
    And man
    My world
    Beginning to breathe
    Taking its first soft breath
    Of morning air
    The artificial light
    Of man
    Shamefacedly retreating
    As the greater daylight
    Throws down its challenge
    But our sight
    Still assailed
    By the garish signs
    Of commerce

  • david858 posted an update in the group Group logoPoetry 1 year, 3 months ago

    The life I have has just three parts
    Making up the whole of me
    Only two are deeply intertwined
    The third is yet to be

    The window – that is all my past
    I can still look back and see
    But not go back even one small step
    And change what once was me

    The room – that’s where I am now
    It’s all I do and say
    It’s where I have a chance to learn
    Grow better by the day

    The door – now there’s what’s yet to come
    It’s all that’s yet to be
    It’s all good things that I’ve not yet done
    And things I’ve yet to see

    I’m slowly learning lessons now
    Like starting out again
    And trying hard to grow myself
    From what I’d come to be

    Mistakes I’ve made along the way
    And some were hard on me
    And hard on those who at my side
    Were friends supporting me?

    But one lesson learned that I can see
    A hard one to accept
    Mistakes are through the window seen
    Just accept them with regret

    For now they’re done and in the past
    There’s nothing I can change
    But learn from my own book of life
    And move along the way

    Its clearer now, the reasons why
    This is why I am this way
    But in this room I need to choose
    If this is how I think I’ll stay

    My childhood times had ups and downs
    Were sometimes good and bad
    I know that part was years ago
    Grew memories happy, sad

    For dwelling on those years ago
    Not letting go the past
    Will hold me down and hold me back
    If that, the die is cast

    The world has changed and I have too
    There’s nothing much the same
    So holding tight to all those memories
    Is also laying blame

    I blame myself or blame the world
    It’s through the window done
    But the past remains within in the past
    Perceptions on and on

    Past cannot climb into this room
    Except as lessons learned
    But then it wasn’t always bad
    Not all the bridges burned

    Remember fondly what was good
    For they are lessons too
    And they are things that can be used
    As I look at life anew

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    The torch threw a pale light in the expanse of the cave. It created a moving, flickering pattern of orange light in the far recesses, where ssensed than seen. The light on the dry area around the group made it […]