Archive for the ‘Perspectives’ Category

The Sea

An incredible force of nature
Its many personas a wonder to behold
A playful clown, toying with those who come to splash and swim in its shallow water
A peaceful prophet, forecasting calm, clear passage for many a traveller
An unfathomable, mysterious spirit, keeping secrets in its hidden depths
A creative artist, producing a magnificent canvas of colour, texture and beauty
A nurturing provider, offering welcome sanctuary for creatures great and small and livelihoods to many
A raging maniac, with the potential to suck the life from those who dare to challenge its supreme authority
A hypnotic companion that holds your gaze and dares you to leave, knowing you’ll be compelled to return
To witness its dichotomous power to nurture and destroy

Jacky Leonard © March 2013

Authors Notes

In Polkerris, Cornwall, sat in a pub gazing at the sea.   

Through the eyes of a child

How did we end up so cynical?
When did we get so blasé?
Where did the wonder in everything go?
Who chased the excitement away?

The years pass by us so quickly
And with them our sense of surprise
A shame we lose the perspective of
The world through a little ones eyes

They have no pretence or conditioning
They’re Innocent, trusting and free
There’s no failure only feedback
Just the way it really should be

If we stop taking our lives for granted
And fearing what we can’t control
We could reconnect with our inner child
And rejuvenate body and soul

Jacky Leonard © March 2013

Authors notes

Thanks to baby Jacob Carey Mills, my inspiration for this one.

Number 1

People keep telling me to look after number 1
But how can I separate you and I, when you’ve become such an important part of my life
Together we are number 1
I’ve only ever wanted to be your equal
So it hurts me deeply when you think you aren’t good enough
We make a good team,
Complementing each other’s strengths and supporting each other’s challenges
So let’s both look after number one, together you and I

© Jacky Leonard 2010

Author’s notes

I believe the best relationships involve the coming together of two equals, who are able to be themselves with each other.  It begins with self love.  I’ve learned you can only truly be a good friend, or partner if you put yourself first.  Not in a selfish way, rather by remembering that you can’t pour from an empty vessel and you need to be your own best friend first.

Metamorphosis

I have experienced a metamorphosis
An amazing change within myself
A renewed enthusiasm for life with all its trials and tribulations
A desire to channel every ounce of energy wisely
To meet any new challenge head on.
I have discovered a belief within myself
That had lain dormant for so long
I thought it was buried forever
Thank you for helping me clear my mind
To find myself again.

© Jacky Leonard

Love is…

Love is…
…being caught in the sheer pleasure of a moment
…seeing beauty in all of nature’s creations
…an unspoken connection between 2 people
…easy, when you open your mind, heart and soul to its possibilities
…as it is and perfect as it is!

© Jacky Leonard 2011

Click, click, BANG!

Spin the barrel, take aim, fire
Is death the outcome you desire?
The chamber empty, hear the click
No quick end from the cancer stick
So squeeze the trigger once again
Will alcohol provide the end
Or will it be the pills you pop
Because you want the pain to stop.
The horror stories in your brain
Are slowly driving you insane
Into a hell of your own making
A self destructive journey taking
You towards your final bet
A lifestyle of Russian roulette

© Jacky Leonard 2012

 

© Jacky Leonard

Author’s notes
This was written as an observation on some of the less positive ways we find to ease mental anguish and how easy it is to spiral into a lifestyle of self abuse.

 

The Poppy

Proud and tall within our fields,
A memory of our dead
A vibrant splash of colour,
A brilliant sea of red.
They stand for pain and suffering,
The killing fields of war
Where men and women perished,
As millions have before.
When will the fighting ever end.
Can we hope there’ll be an hour,
When people live as friends in peace
And the poppy’s just a flower.

Jacky Leonard © June 2012

Author’s notes
One of my personal favourites.  I was running with my dog, Boots through the Cotswolds lanes to meet one of my best mates for breakfast.  I was inspired by the splendour of the thousands of poppies in the fields and struck by the incongruity of their beauty with the horrors of war which they are now associated.

I arrived asking for a pen and paper to capture my thoughts and it was written by the time breakfast was served.  

Blue…

Sunlight shone through tattered curtains
The old house took on a new perspective
A woman rocked in her large chair
Weary, worn and a so reflective
She spied a busy Bumblebee
Just outside the window pane
It buzzed and hummed its life away
Not ever having to explain
Blue was the colour of the sky
The day she chose to pass away
Her friends and family all gone
No point to live another day

Jacky Leonard © 2010

 

Author’s notes
Written during a Montpellier’s writers group.  We were tasked with writing something after just being given the colour blue.

Shh…

Shh it’s a secret
Shh you mustn’t tell
I’ll only share my views with you
If you share yours as well
I don’t want to be silent
I’d rather speak with you
But please be careful with my thoughts
Or I don’t know what I’ll do

Jacky Leonard © 2010

 

Authors Notes
Written at a Montpellier Writers Group session.  I’m an introvert and it’s taken me a long time to share my stuff.  This was a reflection of where I was.  Concerned about having an opinion for fear of being shot down in flames, or ridiculed.  Thankfully, I’m well over that.  I read a quote in a DMM catalogue which made me laugh and gave me a better perspective.  ‘Opinons are like arseholes, everybody has one.’