Lauchlan’s poetry

Lauchlan, who is registered with us, shares these two reflective poems.
Talking to myself

Write go on write I’m talking to my pen

Oh what a clever writer to write when I say when.

The crimson skies the rushing waves I’m thinking in my head

Oh what a clever thinker to think what I just said.

It is really such a lovely life it’s me who’s telling you

I know it’s me who’s talking but to whom am I talking to.

I’m really just a splendid chap rich in thought and health

but guess what I discovered I am talking to myself.

Thoughts

A thought a thought it’s just a thought my mind will think again to think of all the thoughts
I’ve had would cast me out in shame.

I thought I was a rock star my mind was running wild selfish thought’s all for myself sometimes
I’m like a child.

I thought I was a Christian to the world I’d be so good but it’s to the devil my soul I gave and
the words I speak are rude.

I thought I was a politician I’d save the world’s cries but I’m not different from the rest
I’m a liar in disguise.

I’ve thought in many ways of folk

But it’s just a shot in the dark life is good and bad at times.
What do you think well there’s a thought.

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