Posts Tagged ‘power’


This poem was inspired by a story of a glacier sliding down a mountainside in the Alps due to global warming.

i’ve been here a thousand years
high up in the cold, clear air
of the mountains, watching life
come and go around me

now i am slowly disappearing, dying
it began as a trickle of water
flowing unnoticed down the rock
towards the valley below

a trickle turned into a cascade of
crystal clear water making birds,
mammals and people look up to see
this new waterfall creating its path

now no-one comes to see
i am so much smaller than i was
losing size and shape as i
slide down the mountain

i am losing my home
sliding into the
abyss of oblivion
my life is ebbing away

there is nothing i can do
to stop this, i am powerless
but you are not
you have the power to change

use it to stop
more deaths like mine
to maintain the fragile
balance earth needs to survive

use it to prevent
your own demise
or your death will be
the last one you see


He lives over the road from me. He’s different to me, different to everyone. I turn from the victim to the bully. All my bad experiences come out in unprovoked verbal abuse directed at him. For no other reason than I can, he’s an easy target and doesn’t or won’t fight back. I call him names, names I don’t understand the meaning of at the time but deep down I know they are hurtful, wrong, but I still say them to him, attack him with them. It makes me feel powerful at the time to find someone weaker than me, different to me and different to others someone I can attack and hurt and who doesn’t fight back and who is more different to others than I am. It’s wrong but I do it. If I could go back I would not do it. I would be his friend or avoid him altogether but I would not attack him and harm him as I did back then.


Who has the power
To decide what is
And what is not deviant

Do they understand
The effect this has
On others different to them

That by labelling others
They view as different
They alter the perceived

Identity of that person
In the eyes of the person
And the eyes of others

They are stigmatised
Life chances are reduced
The edges of society

Draw closer
They begin to feel
Apart from society

Less of a person
No one to turn to
No one to talk to

Alone in the universe
Because someone decided
They were different

And used this power
To control how
Society sees them

Taking away their life
Reducing them to
Nothing


what did I do before
I discovered you
and the joy you bring me
in piecing together
the jigsaw in my mind
so that the world makes sense
and is no longer
a jumbled mess
of thoughts and ideas
floating around
a bottomless pit
but something
I can feel
make sense of
gives meaning to my world
lets me face the future
with renewed confidence
and believe in myself
my abilities, my talents
to be the best I can be
today, tomorrow, forever


it is cold and dark

street lights struggle

to penetrate thick mist

suspended in animation

i am warm

a passionate burning fire

flowing through

a cave of ice

one foot follows the other

pulsating red hot rods

of energy transformed into power

through sinew and muscle

creating a sense

of togetherness

a feeling of being at one

with soul and nature

mind and body

in effortless motion

as i appreciate

the simply act

of being able to run

free

 


The frame of the window is set high

She is forced to look up

At men in uniform with swords and medals

Other men wear smart suits and bowler hats

Names are inscribed on plaques

Letter after letter after letter

Statue’s stand high on plinths of marble

Men who have done great deeds in

Wars, government, arts, society

Names never to be forgotten

A reminder of who I am and what I can be

I look up to them all and

They aloofly stare down at me

Because they know my place in life

And I know mine because

Everywhere I go there is

Something to remind me that my

Status in life is low, my

Position is at the bottom

I Have no power