My Poemies

feeds@yuku.com (Heather Dugdale) — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 00:01:59 GMT

I am 24, am experiencing Huntingtons disease symptoms. My family is one of the few in the world who have early onset. I was a Nurse before I got sick. I made a positive, comprehensive website. It has a blog, care giving tips, ways to fight brain fog, myths, my story, my families story, history, and ways to have a positive testing experience. I also put on there the poems I got published in the horizon. I have won 13 web awards.

Song type thingy

feeds@yuku.com (secretstina) — Fri, 26 Oct 2007 05:17:24 GMT

sorrowful without compassion
without love
all alone with silent
guidance from above

introspective harmonies sublime
singing solemn songs about time

we are on a quest for the restful heart
journeying together with souls apart
waiting for the day we will be set free
i know who you are so believe in me

shattering our lives with dissonance
gaining wisdom but destroying innocence

we are on a quest for the restful heart
journeying together with...

Dreaming of the Ancients

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:08:49 GMT

Dreaming of the Ancients

The rolling hills burn slowly,
As I fall towards the battle and
The moon witnesses the endless clash,
Of pointless and painful ideologies,
Witch hunters gleefully burning all,
The guilty and innocent alike until,

I have the sense I am not one but many,
Legion, and my eyes have seen many stories,
But my lips cant remember how to tell them.
I drown slowly within the...

The Barless cage

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:07:43 GMT

The Barless cage

The floorless walls,
Reflect each other, endlessly.
Being entrapped is stifling,
in this endless corridor,
Of truncated experience.

More of a coffin than a mere,
Wooden box, could ever be.
This place is placeless,
This time, timeless,
Nothing dwells here.
Colour, texture, content and meaning,
Or noticeable, only by their absence.

But there is sound, and the...

Wet hairs

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:06:13 GMT

Wet Hairs

The liquid warmth,
Soothes the skin Causing the mind,
To slip its moorings,
Cast adrift to wander.

The words on the page blur and merge,
Painting the scene in the minds eye,
That only she, can see.
The souls own Podcast,
Beautiful, and perfect.

The liquid warmth, however,
Cools soon enough,
And a tingling itches its way,
Up and across the skin.

And the scene...

Because your worth it

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:05:01 GMT

Because your worth it

The brightly coloured shaped plasticity,
Of gently whispered lies cloud my senses.
Obscuring the real,
Behind a sweet smelling shroud ,
Of promised paradise.

The sickly sweet, aroma, so sensual ,
Is both chemical and false,
Much like the images we become obsessed by.
The allure of commerciality, peddling
Meaningless pipe dreams, the perfect con,
Perpetuated by our...

TOP 10 reasons why Russians will never rule the World

feeds@yuku.com (VenusHalley) — Sun, 14 Oct 2007 16:58:50 GMT

well, a thing I've written... about Russia, obviously. I've been to Voronezh this August... on a photomarathon project...

I think I'll have to work on this bit more.

not really political. more personal.

Girls here, they wear high heels and miniskirts
Too much of jewelry and bright colors
And they all start drinking before 10:00AM
They are in love with Lenin
Theyre vile and dangerous
It would be so...

Hello dad poss trigg

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Fri, 12 Oct 2007 15:53:28 GMT

Hello Dad

Hello dad. I stand before you,
For what may well be, the last time.
This will not take long.
I hurt; I hurt because you hurt me.
Instead of kind words, you gave me scorn.
I needed a role model,
You gave me a tin pot dictator.
Dont you remember?
I do. Hello Dad.

I hurt; I hurt because you hurt me.
Your gnarled hands around my throat,
And that strong knee in my back.
Dont you remember?
I do. Hello dad.
It seems I did not please you...

Insanity Devine

feeds@yuku.com (LilleboyLost) — Tue, 09 Oct 2007 21:40:19 GMT

Insanity Devine

The human condition, is just a
Preposterous position,
Governmental propaganda,
Clouding my vision.
If you dont fit in, they label you crazy,
The sheer ARROGANCE of it,
Never ceasing to AMAZE me.
In madness, there is purity,
In sanity pure grime, and, in time,
I may not crave this, Insanity Devine.

There are times, wonderful times,
When I sleep like a baby.
Although this is rare, for I am of course,
CRAZY.
What do I...

Breakfast In A Surreal World

feeds@yuku.com (Pud44uk) — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 21:39:04 GMT

How many of you recognise this???

Breakfast In A Surreal World

Cereal, toast, jam, hot cup of
sweet steaming tea on the table
the world is crumbling away
my life I knew is dissolving
thanks to bitter tasting pills
recognition of the world surfaces
trusting the still small voice
within I...

Invisible Disability (TRIGGER)

feeds@yuku.com (INTENARI) — Fri, 14 Sep 2007 17:11:00 GMT

We all know how the System is being tightened up due to Govt cuts in services 'across the board'. Mental Health has always been the Cinderella service, because of the stigma we know exists. My CPN said the other day I echoed the sentiments of some of his other clients - I am on a waiting list for therapy which I am informed is about a year long - when I said, so what do people have to do, then? (We had another thread about 'Do I have to End My Life to Get Help From the NHS'). So, this is...

poetry on borderline, bdsm, wicca an all that @#%$

feeds@yuku.com (oriannah) — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 21:30:53 GMT

[font color=red size=4][b]this is a poem i wrote about my struggles with my borderline personality, my choice to be into sadomasochism and submit myself to a man that doesnt seem to notice me anymore, and my deprivation of people to talk to about my personal believes as a wiccan. (and you thought you had heard it all.lol)[/b][/font]

I may not have chosen this illness
that takes away inhibitions I so desperately need
but I did choose to be with you
I chose all their advices not...

Dragon Slayer

feeds@yuku.com (Pud44uk) — Sun, 12 Aug 2007 23:22:12 GMT

I wrote the following piece in 200 following my diagnosis of manic depression/bipolar disorder. I love the images that came into my mind. Even today I catch myself looking up and feeling that surge of strength to carry on.

DRAGON SLAYER

Once upon a time
a young girl
ok perhaps not so young
was told...

some of Ruth's poems

feeds@yuku.com (visiting mum) — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 16:18:49 GMT

These are worth sharing I think but some are pretty hard to read so if you are fed up or fear them triggering negative stuff then look another day. I will gradually share them
This (as several of them are) is 3 yrs or so old from when she first ended up in hospital.

A great roaring inferno of despair
From the tips of my toes to the end of my hair
Fiery, red, destructive and fierce
Has picked on me, chosen my soul to pierce

It scorches my eyes, destroying the...

Assessement

feeds@yuku.com (Pud44uk) — Thu, 12 Jul 2007 01:43:42 GMT

Assessement

Information gleaned concerning me, my life,
questions relating to mood, risk assessment
I walk away pondering, do you know me
your forms highlight one aspect of my life
bare bones, the substance of who I am is deeper
only by truly investing your time you will discover me.

Creativity Corner

If This Is Love. song

Pleasant Memories

The Setting Sun

In Defiance

Renee

My Poemies

Song type thingy

Dreaming of the Ancients

The Barless cage

Wet hairs

Because your worth it

TOP 10 reasons why Russians will never rule the World

Hello dad poss trigg

Insanity Devine

Breakfast In A Surreal World

Invisible Disability (TRIGGER)

poetry on borderline, bdsm, wicca an all that @#%$

Dragon Slayer

some of Ruth's poems

Assessement

Creativity Corner

If This Is Love. song

Pleasant Memories

The Setting Sun

In Defiance

Renee

My Poemies

Song type thingy

Dreaming of the Ancients

The Barless cage

Wet hairs

Because your worth it

TOP 10 reasons why Russians will never rule the World

Hello dad *poss trigg*

Insanity Devine

Breakfast In A Surreal World

Invisible Disability (TRIGGER)

poetry on borderline, bdsm, wicca an all that @#%$

Dragon Slayer

some of Ruth's poems

Assessement

Hello dad poss trigg