Category: Poems

It is the time of release tears

For all the missed things through the years

It is the time of celebration

For all the things that fell in to creation

Let us hold the light of man

And help him/her all we can

For in this time of giving

We are found among the living

We come with gifts of many kinds

And we give them freely to all open minds

Come and sit by imaginations fire

And learn what you can it is not for hire

Hold on to your way

Enjoy each and every day

Let the time of passed belief

Be the way to your relief

When in this the day of gratitude

We give you more than latitude

We send the light to show the way

To you to find your new day.

Copy right Demici @ 20 December 2014 at 23:17

It is the time of release tears

For all the missed things through the years

It is the time of celebration

For all the things that fell in to creation

Let us hold the light of man

And help him/her all we can

For in this time of giving

We are found among the living

We come with gifts of many kinds

And we give them freely to all open minds

Come and sit by imaginations fire

And learn what you can it is not for hire

Hold on to your way

Enjoy each and every day

Let the time of passed belief

Be the way to your relief

When in this the day of gratitude

We give you more than latitude

We send the light to show the way

To you to find your new day.

Copy right Demici @ 20 December 2014 at 23:17

When did the loneliness start?

When I broke my heart

What do you want to understand?

What do you need to know?

How loneliness grows

Slowly one step at a time

Till slowly I am on the line

Stuck in a rut and on my own

No one can see as I see

No one can be as I can be

We the world and I

Sit in solitude and cry

People all around

Is when I have found

I am all alone

When I my individuality hone

Did it start the day you left?

Did it start the day I sat on my own

No one of these

But now I see.

That I am never alone.

My mind is my home

My being is my life

Peace

Copyright @ Demici. 21 December 2014 at 1:52am

Wibbly Wobbly walk my child

Like a wobbly man small and mild

Totter and weave your little frame

Over the floor to the window pane

Sit in the middle of the room

And guide your cars broom broom

Now that you’ve grown big and strong

You can now sing your summer song

Walk in the heather in all kinds of weather

Looking at life from eyes wise and young

You are my wonderful grandson so strong

I sit in the time of old and forgetful

And know that I still love you and am here when your fretful

I know that you grew with love in your heart

And know that it’s with you wherever you go

For even if life is full of snow

You will stand tall and strong among men

And you will know that life is only a pen

For the wise the lonely the strong and the weak

And you are here your journey to seek

Good luck Good health and some little bit of wealth

I wish you this day and always grandson of mine

And know that I am always with you in mind

For when you are lonely and lost on your way

Then is the time to say hay I need your help

Please listen today.

Demici Coppy right @ 15 December 2014

Remember the day when the meadow sang

Remember the day we danced by the mill

Remember the way to say I love you still

When the stars shine you will be mine

When the wind blows you always know

I am here by your side in the dead of the night

When your mind is in turmoil you are full of fright

It is only my wanting to be with you my dear

I’m only a wish away so wipe your tear

Come to the meadow and sit by the mill

Listen to the song of the cuckoo over the hill

Sit in the old wooden rocking chair

And know that I am always there.

Hold a fancy in your mind

Create what is there and unwind

Walk in your heart at the end of the day

Then my child you have found your way

Copyright @ Demici.  14/04/2014  At 02:20

A channelled poem that was finished off today 14/04/2014  At 02:20

Today I sat with my head in my hands

No hope is in me I’m in the quick sands

Time drags me on to the man with the gun

No soup in my bowl not even a bread bun

Then out of the blue your smile changed my view

With the blast of the sun all my grey days are gone

For twas me, me alone who sang my woe song

Count your blessings you said to me

Then as the clouds lift life you will see

The strength the light the me

Then you can the future see

That all has to end

To find a new friend

I’m glad that I opened my eyes

I’m glad that I learnt pains disguise

No I am able to wipe the tear

From my eyes as I look keep and long

At the words of your song

Don’t borrow sorrow from tomorrow

You will hide the sun.

Love and light Demici @ Saturday, 12 January 2013 at 1:24 AM

To the elephants eye

Knaves in perfusion cause confusion

Batons bricks and sticks

Battle front

Glass doors, marble floors.

Student’s fees!

Plea increase

To student’€™s

Societies€™ further needs

Answer social mobility’€™s creed

Counseled by capitalisms greed

They sow the seed

To youths exclusion

While lazy capitalists gain

No small seeds of grain

Play survivals game

Capitalisms focus

To grow no crocus

This spring

Board

Is no hoard

For gold or geld or fat man€™s belt

Yet

Create social confusion.

While eagles fly

To the novel winner€™s time release

For freedom in the East

Demici @ Saturday, 22 January 2011 at  5:08 PM

First started 15^th Nov 2010

When they announced the cuts in help for students and the lower paid as part of the, ‘€˜we must hurt as we have over spent.’  Announcements by the government.