Category Archives: Love

All Alone by Carol Robson

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Just Saying How It Is

ALL ALONE

I’m so lonely, all alone.

I sit here most days crying,

Yet again, all alone.

Trying to cope.

Never realised how hard this would be.

Existing here, now,

friends say it will get better.

I cannot see this –

I do not want this.

I really don’t want it to get better.

My heart beats with a never-ending ache;

My soul in torment, ripped by pain.

My love, my soul mate, my best friend

Taken from me far too soon,

Leaving me like this, all alone.

I will not be so for much longer:

I will join you my love;

Together again, forever my love

As it was always meant to be.

Then here, this place, this time

Will be empty, all alone.

©Carol Robson

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Oct 2015 ‘A Reflection’

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Van Gogh Museum performance of the intergenerational words piece The Open Sky with Robyn Haddon and Rory Pilgrim October 2015.

“A Reflection.
The Open Sky is about words and what they mean for different people.
It’s about intergenerational words,

I bring words with me from childhood.
Family words that have stayed with me.
Sometimes these words have got blurred through the years.

There are words I want to term as family words.
There are also words I want to term as friendship words.
Sometimes the words in friendship can mean more to some people than family words because for some, their friends are also their family who they share their lives with.

There’s a four letter word, which is really important – just a four letter word – LOVE.
Carol Robson.

Single Awareness Day (February 14th)

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Single Awareness Day

 

February fourteenth is Valentines Day

another chance to fill the coffers.

A card, flowers, presents to give

commercialism filling their pockets.

One day just to say, I love you

 

Promotion, advertising

pushed at you since the New Year.

Magazines, newspapers, television too

just to say on that one day.

I love you

 

Emphasis on couples,

sharing their love.

Why do they need a special day?

everyday should be special.

If you love someone so much

 

How does it feel to be single?

grown tired of all this hype.

Many different reasons, for being single

cherish your life, cherish your friends.

February fourteenth is,

Single Awareness Day

 © Carol Robson

All Alone by Carol Robson

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ALL ALONE

I’m so lonely, all alone.

I sit here most days crying,

Yet again, all alone.

Trying to cope.

Never realised how hard this would be.

Existing here, now,

friends say it will get better.

I cannot see this –

I do not want this.

I really don’t want it to get better.

My heart beats with a never-ending ache;

My soul in torment, ripped by pain.

My love, my soul mate, my best friend

Taken from me far too soon,

Leaving me like this, all alone.

I will not be so for much longer:

I will join you my love;

Together again, forever my love

As it was always meant to be.

Then here, this place, this time

Will be empty, all alone.

©Carol Robson

Me by Carol Robson.

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ME

I’ve such self-belief that it – scares me
I refuse to let my past – define me
In the here and now – poet me
I’ve proved I can do it – performer me.

Some people cannot get past – history me
Clouds their vision to see – true me
Ignored and never accepted – dislike me
Or in truth, the realisation – discriminate me.

My true friends – love me
Loved my performances – support me
Female poet and performer – gladdens me
My authentic and fulfilling life – just me
Feeling alive – REAL ME.

©Carol Robson 2014

My Valentine Bad Luck by Carol Robson.

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(This is a revised version of a poem I wrote a few years back for an anti-valentine poetry slam)

My Valentine Bad Luck

Valentine’s day,
just another Hallmark day,
commercial hype to pluck your pockets.
Chaucers fault, with his love birds,
verse after verse cards
finger down throat words.

I’ve loved and lost all year round
Valentine’s day
doesn’t make it anymore special
A lover can fuck it up, on any day,
it happens to us all, straight or gay.

Valentine gifts arrive in different ways
Yet! Do they really know you?
Sometimes so clueless,
with chocs or other delicacies.
I’m on a bloody diet,
or they set off, my fucking allergies.

Then the one, who always buys flowers,
every significant date, a dozen of the best
Time to tell them, you really hate the rose,
especially if they get on one knee,
about to propose.

Once I received the perfect Valentine gift,
I thought.
Perfect gift, the most beautiful rabbit
Valentine bad luck, was to continue,
the rabbit died, went out like a light.
Suddenly realised, batteries included,
were really Shite.

If like me you’re on your own,
do spare a thought,
for those in love
For you still have choice and freewill.
Just grow old disgracefully,
before it all goes, downhill.
© Carol Robson 2015

Always Remembered by Carol Robson

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Always Remembered

I could have never imagined
or even dreamed,
that this life
would turn out so!
Happiness and joy
can be measured
in wealth and riches,
of love and friendship
of family and friends.

Those who started
my amazing journey
with me,
many who joined it
along the way, sharing,
making my life richer
that led to fulfillment,
of a deeper happiness
in a time and place
that is my Nirvana.

Those who,
journeyed with me,
stayed with me,
supported me,
loved me
for being me.
Always remembered

©Carol Robson 2014