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When am I older I’d like to be,
a lady who entertains white rabbits for tea, They’d be dressed in their best top hats and tails, some of them will have even painted their nails, We’ll dine on lettuce sandwiches and carrots on sticks, they’ll be watching the clock while it tocks and it ticks, We’ll laugh and we’ll snigger and have lots of fun, and we’ll play toss the plates for the last current bun, Then with a gasp they’ll all jump in the air, when they realise they’re late for an important affair, Off they will scamper from the tablecloths edge, with their white furry tails, they’ll disappear in the hedge. © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved.
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In this dark and endless night, spared by the glow of the moonlight
My mind is woken, my skin alert, my heart carried on its lofty perch, Blistered by the miles at pace, I’ve walked in search of your gentle face My feet, my wings, my very soul, are tethered by this hapless toll, As time descends and spreads its years, I come to conquer all my fears I know that whilst my body slumbers, my spirit will pursue life’s wonders, This quest to find my one true mate, whose very essence is my fate Will never cease until you’re with me, over barren land and swarming sea, The sound of your soft lilting melody, will halt my raging liberty Oh Joy! Oh Love! my heart rejoices, and quietens all those ceaseless voices, That told me to settle for something less, whilst we both waited with bated breath For that first synchronicity, when we finally meet our destiny, Our love in all its glowing splendour, will bind our hearts and souls so tender Our everlasting love and treasure, I’ll hold your hand until forever. (30th July 2023) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. If I were given a second chance, to have you back with just a glance
Could I turn away and let you slumber, whilst I still think and I still wonder Where you are and what you do, all the days when I am blue, Have you played a part and watched me grow, to become the woman that I know Would I have the strength to resist temptation, or call you back with sweet elation To recapture years lost in time, when you were here and joy was mine, Am I that selfish but to ask, you to return, complete your task Of being my guardian, my guide, my friend, or else I relent to your will bend Am I that person that won’t respect, your freedom of choice that you be kept In the arms of creation as now you sit, with love and joy and hope and wit I cannot ask you to return and take from you those things to learn The selfless oath I do repair, that I am here and you are there, The time we spent was not in vain, but fierce and true despite the pain It is my wish to honour you, and all my life know that I am true And worthy of your sweet repose, whilst you rest – until I close, I know now that we chose this path, of life and death to cry and laugh And lessons that we oft debate, can only come with love so great So your onward journey I do release, and let you go to be at peace, And spread your joy from your new abode, until I meet you on that road We’ll make new footprints in the sand, and together we’ll forever stand As once we were, and always will be, an eternal loving bond are we. (26th July 2023) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. It pours out of me, from this dam that I have built for so long
My walls come down at the sound of your voice All my illusions are shattered in the presence of you, I have no direction, my compass points only to you My eyes see only you, my soul feels only yours Wrap yourself around me and let me know your being, Open yourself to me, let me evoke your peace I stumble in the dark without your voice to guide me Call out to me, let me know how to fulfil my trust, All the worlds in all the places could collapse, I need only you to sustain me Let me breathe from your breath, for you give me life This is what I was destined for, You are my home. (9th June 2023) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. If I were to fade into the ground, beneath the life to which I’m bound
Would my story be retold, of courage both stupid and bold, Does my life matter, just a jot, or would my memory decompose and rot Will kindness that I’ve tried to show, live on within those who know, Has anything that I’ve done had meaning, has anything been worth redeeming Will any of the deeds I’ve done, echo in ghosts of the young, I’ve struggled to contain the fear, that I am lost with no-one near And demons that have haunted me, are now met with rivals of love and glee, My voice is small, my heart is large, but still the question that holds charge Is will my part, which I have played, be applauded with a loving gaze, The souls I love that have mattered, will they recall the lines that I’ve chattered Will the laughter and the cheer, dispel their woes, their trials, their fear, Has my humour lifted and amused, those whose emotions have been abused Or will my words, my comfort and hope, disappear with my body and never woke, I trust that something I’ve done or expressed, will be remembered not repressed For the only thing worthy of this life, is to lift another from their own strife, Each day I take on my own fears, so I can help to dry others' tears And I ask that of myself for you, that I am strong and kind and true, So show me how my life can serve, the greatest good, the just deserves Let me go to sleep at night, knowing I have helped your starry flight. (27th July 2023) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. To look upon the sun and moon each day is all I ask,
To have the courage of my dreams, and take my fears to task, To be forever missed and loved by those who knew me once, Is comfort I have been some friend to those who needed me, I fear eternal happiness is another of my dreams, For I have heard it whispered on the wind, but not yet found its means. (July 2002) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. I’m searching for something, but I don’t know what it is,
I’m searching for someone, but I don’t know where they are, I’m searching for myself, but I elude me, A paradox of answers I have, the questions I do not know, I live for the discovery of excitement, For the belief in finding something better, Something worth my excavation, But when I find it all, what will I do, For will there be nothing left to explore? (January 2002) © Copyright 2023 Tania Fox All rights reserved. |
AuthorIt always helps me to express my thoughts and feelings by writing. These offerings aren't necessarily connected with any one thing, although some relate to grief and loss. Some also relate to love, joy and some are just downright daft. ArchivesCategories |
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