3 poems by Janet Crawford

Hope over Fear

By Janet Crawford 

Silent
Cold
Fear
Dripping
Imagination
Gripping


Caress
Cajole
Embrace
Distress
Evoke
Calm

Nightmare
Over
Eyes
Stay
Firmly
Shut

Avoiding
Memories
Preparing
Resilient
Thoughts
Again.


(Author note) This is a take on the idea of a  six word story theme as a poem remembering therapy sessions, during a process known as EMDR which re organises memory to take away the instantaneous impact which it can have even years after trauma. Peace was established and memory no longer controlled thinking. This may not be a technically accurate explanation for the therapy but it is the one I can live with day to day .





Quiet Moments

Listen to the sound around the space you stand in
Hear the way it swirls and echoes through the air
It transcends your meaning as it invites others in

With  a sense of belonging it envelopes every being
Wrapping them in a protective embrace with a deep understanding of them in that instance

Welcoming newcomers and old friends alike
The sound is still, yet slowly changing

Silence, a peace of mind
Or
A peace of heart
You decide...

As you embrace the space
that the Quiet surrounding you creates




A Look At Love

Love isn't cuddly, and squidgy and warm
It isn't all gooey, or bright like the dawn
It isn't something which you can poke with a stick
Without fear of the crumbling effect of each hit.

Love is a fluid, fragile, evolving oasis
Which we can look for and not find,
Even when the view appears perfect in its arrangement

Love is answering my questions, especially those I daren't ask,
When I let you into the chink in my armour, and you still wish to share my path
When I squeeze your hand, with an intensity in my fear, which sharpens your breath before it wipes away my tears

Love is the knowledge that my best days and worst nights
Will be viewed in equal measure, with sadness or delight
By a look or a smile, or a shrug of the shoulder
We can tell each other so much, without a word appearing bolder

Would you go beyond your comfort zone, if I led you on a mystery?
Would you trust me to protect your heart, because of our shared history?
Would you be aware that in every situation, and in every instance
I'd put our shared opinions ahead of my own existence,
To be a part of something  bigger,
without fear or resistance

This to me is Love, my Love, a notion of devotion
To be part of a shared, complex situation ahead of my own emotions




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 About the author: Janet Crawford 47 year old Scottish writer, Falkirk based ( the home of the Kelpies ), writes from her heart and hopes her sometimes stirred emotions show clearly through her work making for an enjoyable, thought provoking read .

Photo taken By Eddie McEleney
Autumn 2015.
Whilst reading at a local event.

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