Poetry



This phrase was created by Chris Turner
Using Adobe Photoshop


Do you need a poem for that very special occassion?

I have been writing poetry now for the past twenty seven years. 

Below you will find some samples of my work. 

Do you believe?
(Question marks ommited from verses)


 











Do you believe in the sun when it's not shining
Do you believe in the stars when it is day
Do you believe in love when you can't feel it
Do you believe in a God far away
Do you believe in a dream that hasn't happened
Do you believe what you wish when you pray
Do you believe in an answer coming quickly
Do you believe it could happen any day
Do you believe in all these things when you don't see them
Do you believe that they're there just the same
Do you believe in eternity forever
Do you believe that we are all the same
Do you believe in a future that is peaceful
Do you believe when you have never seen
Do you believe in a Heaven with the Angels
Do you believe in a place you've never been
Do you believe that we're born with a spirit
Do you believe whether you are black or white
Do you believe that He loves the world together
Do you believe you are precious in His sight
Do you believe that God is the creator
Do you believe in the rain when it falls
Do you believe all your prayers have an answer
Written by Chris Turner 
December 13, 2017



“Memories hidden in the back of my mind”
(A poem about dementia & Alzheimer’s disease)
 
I’m sitting looking out the window thinking of days gone by
The times I looked up at the rainbow as it spanned across the sky
The family were young, full of life they played and worked until dawn
Enjoying the sun all day long until it was faded and was gone
I would bake, sew and knit, re-using old clothes that were worn
I’ve loved my kids every day from the first day they were born

There was a flurry of activity around my home when the kids came home from school
Drinking milk, cookies, and lots of snacks they would eat till they were full
They’re all grown up now playing with friends finding their way through life
One day the boys will meet a girl and take her as his wife
The girls they’re playing with their dolls along with their girly toys
Dressing up and brushing their hair with the hope to meet some boys

Life goes on and they’re married now they have a life of their own
It’s funny how they don’t look back to see that I’m all alone
The cookies, muffins, the baking I did and the meals that we all shared
I’m getting older time’s slipping away I thought they would have cared
All these things are thoughts I have of the memories that I could find
They were lurking in the back of my head before I lost my mind

I’m in a home now that’s for seniors you know, when you can’t remember when
My memory is fading really fast as I write this with my pen
My kids, they thought it best for me to send me to this place
So they could live their life in peace not having to see my face
You see, no one knows these thoughts I have they think that I have gone insane
They don’t see my inner hurts they just don’t see my pain

As I’m staring at the walls, for now, people going to and fro’
No one comes to see me anymore it’s nearly time for me to go
Oh! Yes, the muffins, the baking the meals we all shared those memories I make them last
The times we cuddled and loved each other are just things of the past
The children finally get the call to let them know I’ve gone
 To my final home up in the sky, at last, I’m not alone.

Written by Chris Turner
October 16th, 2012





"Goodnight, sleep tight."




When you're tired at night, it's time to lay your body on the bed

It's time to go to sleep you have thoughts, swirling around your head

 As your mind fades away you now fall, into a deep, deep sleep

You have dreams in your mind but you're not sure, what they really mean


Sometimes scary, a nightmare, they frighten you deep inside your soul

You are restless, start to sweat, heart pumping fast, you think you're in (Hell) Sheol

When you're sleeping at night, you're not aware of what's really going on

The world is moving around while your body lies in bed all alone


Not aware of your very own existence, not even knowing, you're lying on your bed

Your subconscious and your mind doesn't know, if you're alive or you are dead

Then the morning time arrives, you awake, your eyes open wide and you say 

I now know that I'm alive, I can enjoy and I can live another day


Finally, the day is over, I go to bed and do it all again

However, will I wake up in the morning to enjoy, yes, to live another day

When I go to sleep at night, there may be no opportunity, to give, a big farewell wave

It may be the last time you close your eyes as, you're heading for the grave




Written by Chris Turner
January 30, 2017



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