Poet Jordan
Volume 8
Written by Jordan Neininger
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Poetry Underlined How is it, Conscious consequences The One The World Through My Eyes Alien Force field People Shared Love Memory of You Some Days Something About You Version 1: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly Version 2: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
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So why walk it? Modern Communication The Past Dancing My Dear Roaring Fire I look at myself Hopping over streams In a Moment We don't know what we have That Look Deep Beauty Perfect Day Bridge Your Smile Turning the World I Fell What you feel is best In Awe of You We all Busy World Never Far Away
poetry: Writing forever lives on even when the poet has passed. poetry: Thinking of someone without being thought of back. poetry: Being conscious of time but not of the consequences. poetry: Finding the one in life. poetry: Never understanding someone’s view.
Short poetry: Being different in the place around you. Short poetry: Trying to live but the world is hindering that. Short poetry: People who you think should be close, are not. Short poetry: Not everyone wants to share love. A poem about passing memories. Talking to yourself! Seeing something good in someone. A suggested title for a poem and written the first ideas that came into my head. Setting the scene: An old lady revisiting (reminiscing) a place she loves as she had her first kiss here, with magnificent views on a warm sunny day, country lanes and on her bike, she just had to get to the place one more time. Why walk some paths in life? In the modern world we turn to social networks to communicate. Whatever happened to just meeting up? Whatever has been will be. So why write about it? Dreaming of dancing and enjoying the good times. Beauty in the eyes. Being in paradise but not comfortable in the surroundings. How I see myself. Going on a journey finding out about someone more closely. Having a moment of realisation and what you feel. We don’t know what we have until it’s gone, but if we don’t act on what we feel, we don’t know what we have. Seeing a glimmer of hope. As they say beauty is skin deep. But it’s much more that that! Having a day where everything is good. Building a bridge between two worlds / people / places to become one. A poem about smiling. Even in a chaotic world you still find your heart in the same place. Falling in love. Being guided but at the end of the day you know what is best. Being in the presence of someone who is good for you. We control our destiny. Living in a busy world but we must stop and see what is around us. Feelings are never far away from you.
Poetry Underlined
Poetry will forever live on, However I will not. _____________________________________ How is it,
That I always think of you, But you never think of me? _______________________________________ Conscious consequences
Conscious of time, But never of consequences. _______________________________________
The One
I will endeavour to find you, Even if it does take my whole life. _______________________________________ The World Through My Eyes
No one will see the world through my eyes, For this may be a good thing, However you’ll never understand me.
_______________________________________ Alien
I am an alien in familiar world. _______________________________________ Force field The world is here, To be lived,
Yet I only feel, That I am being crippled by it.
_______________________________________ People
People who should be close, Are the furthest away, People who I should be close to, Are the furthest away. _______________________________________ Shared Love
It would appear, How much you try and share your love, Some people just do not want it.
Memory of You A truly shattered world, When did the memory of you die,
Lay in front of me,
It was meant to last forever,
No glue in the world could fix this,
But you passed away,
A half hearted effort got me not far,
In my mind and my soul, When did the memory of you die? Nothing else to give,
Letting go of that moment,
I took your heart,
I heard the crash of the broken heart,
And I broke the world,
I awoke to realise, It was meant to last forever,
I broke my world,
In reality it did not,
Without ever knowing, What happened to yours, The passing memory, As the world shattered,
Has passed once again,
I thought I could fix it,
Forever seeing shards,
To my despair,
Shards of the world I broke,
There were too many pieces,
Lay upon the floor,
Too many to piece back together,
Wasted and never remembered.
Some Days
Some days, It feels like I'm talking to myself, With no one to listen,
Some days, If I were ever to leave a note, Only I would have read it,
Some days, I don’t even know why I open an eye, Sitting all day, Waiting until the end,
Some days are better, But not by much,
Some days, Are just another day With no direction, Or anyone to talk to,
Some days, I am talking to myself, Like I am today.
Something About You
There was something about you, That I never knew, If ever we met earlier, We could have been so much more, A reflection that was, Is now a glorious memory, There was something about you, Or actually someone about you,
A smile shared from you, Is a smile never forgotten.
Version 1: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly, She then turned into a spy, Having swallowed the fly, She used the fly, As the proverbial on the wall, To see how to make a pie, But as a spy, Who swallowed the fly, Learning to make a pie, The tale of today, Is not to swallow a fly, Because she died, From a bad pie.
Version 2: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly Setting the scene: An old lady revisiting (reminiscing) a place she loves as she had her first kiss here, with magnificent views on a warm sunny day, country lanes and on her bike, she just had to get to the place one more time.
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly, As she rode her bike along the country lane, She was undeterred by the fly, Because she knew where she had to be,
As the lane ended, Through the green of the countryside, The world opened up, The lane led to the view of all views,
Leaving her bike upon the floor, She saw the view, A view she remembered from her youth, One which meant the world to her, And she just had to see one last time,
From this view her first kiss was felt, She learnt here what joy meant to the heart, Her memory flashed back to her youth, She remembers the day she was here before, As if it was only yesterday for sure,
As a tear falls from her eye, Remembering what this view meant to her, Why she had to come back, And just feel what she did all those years ago, She remembers a simpler time, When this view was all that mattered, And the kiss that was felt here and loved forever more,
The last trip along this lane, To this place of beauty to adore, This journey may be her last to see, The place she knew life was good,
With a million memories, The place and this view, Will always be first in the memory, And the last to leave,
As she looks back for the final time, She sees the kiss and the hands that were held, The sun shining with a light breeze, Just as it was back then, Even the laughter of joy could still be heard,
With the wind in her hair as she rode her bike, She may not be as quick now as she was back then, But what she sees in this view from here, Is pure love she had to feel and see again, To see before her journey, Her journey of life comes to an end.
So why walk it?
So why walk it? The path may give you joy,
The path goes nowhere,
However the reality is,
So why walk it?
The path is just leading you on,
It’ll lead you nowhere, And answers will not be found,
Someone may be stood, On the path to encourage you on,
So why walk it?
You soon realise,
Why walk all that way,
It’s not the encouragement you think it is,
Just to find nothing,
The endless path, We all walk,
So why walk it? Why walk that path?
It’ll end one day, But when is unknown,
If we didn’t walk it, We would never know, That it was endless.
Modern Communication
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The Past
Some things are left better in the past,
That is why this poems ends here.
Dancing
Dancing in my mind with you, Throwing a few shapes, Getting vibes from the records that plays,
We dance until the early hours, Daft punk blasting on the stereo, The moonlight is all we need, To dance this night away
Dancing all night in my mind, Never a drop in the energy levels, The music, the place, the person, Contribute to the good vibes,
Letting all your memories go, Your memory doesn’t care, Listening to the sounds, Being free in your dance,
The soul is replenished, The heart has had a work out, The dancing in moonlight continues.
My Dear Just look once more, My dear,
It would make my day,
I have fallen for your eyes,
When you look away,
They hold so much beauty,
It’s like a light has gone out,
I cannot look away,
Like the sun has set,
And when I have looked away, All I can see is your eyes,
My dear, I have fallen for you,
My dear,
As well as your eyes,
My true inner thoughts , Are secret to all,
On days when the world is dark, You are my light,
If eyes could talk,
Enabling me to see beauty,
Mine would never stop talking,
Not just in yourself,
Fixated on you,
But the world that surrounds us,
And your eyes, My dear, Your eyes glisten with beauty,
Never look away,
To which I can do nothing,
Never take your eyes for granted,
But stare and see you from afar,
For I will never forget your eyes.
Roaring Fire
I truly longed for, Hoping to capture the moment,
The fire was roaring,
But tonight it wasn’t meant to be,
The breeze blew sand across the beach, I sat alone while others looked on,
The fire roared, As much as my passion,
I knew they wanted me to leave,
But the night had taken its toll,
So that the night could go on,
And I couldn’t take much more,
However I sat,
Despite being in paradise,
I enjoyed the warm evening,
I was very much alone,
With the world in front of me,
With time to think,
Although dark,
But no way to act,
I was in paradise, The roar of the fire, With a heavy heart I left,
Would eventually calm,
Knowing that is what they wanted,
My eyes would close,
Not what I wanted,
And the night would go on, From the fire to dreaming,
The moment they had,
I would always be in paradise.
I look at myself
I never praise what I have done, Dwell on what was,
I look at myself,
And what should have been,
And I only see what’s wrong, What could be corrected,
I look at myself, And I don’t see myself,
I look at myself,
I see a hundred different people,
I see the failures,
Frantically running around,
And not the success,
Trying to find who I am,
I look at myself,
I look at myself,
And see the mistakes,
And see each scar I see,
The missed opportunities,
Represents the failures I have achieved, Yet I only see these scars,
I look at myself,
But they are there,
Time and time again,
Under the skin to others,
Reminding me of what I have lived,
On the surface to me,
And what I should have done to live, I look at myself, I look at myself, And I am my own greatest critic,
And I see differently to you.
Hopping over streams
Become real,
Hopping over streams,
You and I,
Making dreams,
Can get through anything,
As the walk ascends into the mountains,
Be everything that we want to be,
We gain trust with each other,
Just one more stream to hop over, And a little bit more to climb,
Learning more each day, Then we’d see, As we hop over streams, The water flows, Steadily and clearly,
Why every effort is put in, To hop over streams, To talk for hours, To reach the view so high,
At times we talk, Without a pause for breath, Never minding the terrain we walk,
Some may say it’s love, It may be friendship,
We breathe easy, We are our own energy,
No matter what it is, I’ve hopped over streams,
Hopping over streams, Encouraging each other, I know our strength is stronger, We're making dreams,
Climbed mountains, It was all with you, Making dreams come true, Creating memories with you.
In a Moment
In every thought, Feel you in every emotion,
In a moment, I see you,
In a moment,
I need you,
Panic sets in, I do not know how to be,
In a moment, I know I can't be the one, But I believe in you,
In a moment, I realise what is love,
A moments silence comes over me, I am in the presence of beauty,
In a moment,
Why it is here,
I’ve planned every detail of a perfect moment,
And what is to be done,
From the perfect speech, To the perfect kiss,
In a moment, Everything becomes clear,
In a moment,
I see you,
A lot can be realised.
We don’t know what we have
Slowly we are covered by earth, Not knowing what we have,
We don’t know what we have, Until the world takes it away,
To what we would like,
Slowly we are covered by earth,
Or to what we want,
With memories outlasting life,
Everyone knows in their heart, Where they are,
Sometimes the world doesn’t know, What it has, For us to give to you,
And want to be,
Until the world takes it away,
To let us create memories,
And we haven’t acted upon what we feel,
With the earth under our feet,
We don’t know what we have, Until the world has taken it away.
That Look Let’s be free, I've seen that glimmer of hope before, I've seen that look, You know you want to be free, Hold my hand and take me away, That look is all I needed to see,
I’ve seen that look before, I love you in ways beyond this world, You love me, I just don’t think you know yet,
You and me, I’ll hold my hand out, And there is only one to hold it back, That is you, A soft comforting hold, One never to want to let go,
A glimmer is all that it takes, A hand hold is all that it needs,
I’ve seen that look before, It offers hope,
A glimmer that brings a smile, A smile of a thousand dreams,
It is what keeps us going.
Deep Beauty
Beauty is deeper than the skin we see, We must learn to love all, Beauty starts with what we see, From here we learn what’s underneath, Given time and peace to talk, We see the beauty that one holds,
I can see the beauty in front of me, I have dug deep, Finding the inner beauty is greater, Than I could have ever have imagined,
I must love the beauty I see, Let the imagination live, Forever searching deep for more and more.
Perfect Day
My perfect day My almost perfect day, Time spent with you, Forever treasured, Never forgotten, A brief kiss, Truly savoured, Forever hoping, One day, Our lips will kiss, Our hearts, Will beat fast together, My perfect day, Just a step away.
Bridge
The world that divides us, Is like a crevasse, This is why I need to create a bridge, To get me from here to you,
I’d build all day and night, Unforgiving pain, Would be worth every effort, Slowly but surely, Getting the bridge across to you,
The world that divides us, Would then be not so far apart, A clear path laid to walk, No boundaries at last,
Every ounce of effort, Would be worth building a bridge, Connecting two worlds, Becoming one great world.
Your Smile
Your smile makes me feel warm inside, No matter what type of day I have, I know it's there, And when I see it, The joy will spread from you to me,
Your smile is nice,
And you will see the smile of life,
From good day to bad, I can close my eyes, And imagine your beautiful smile, Forever hoping when I open my eyes, You’ll be stood in front of me, Smiling back,
It calms the mind, Settles the strife that’s in the world,
You smile is stunning, So much so, I wouldn’t give it back,
I always know your smile is there, Even when the tears fall from your eyes,
If I ever had the chance, To look after it, Treasure it, Enjoy the beauty.
Wipe away the fallen tears,
Turning the World
Turning the world up is down, I find that my heart is next to yours, After everything the world holds, To stand and stare after all, I see you, And you are looking back,
The world has been turned, Suggesting chaos, In my mind there is nothing of the sort, The world could keep turning, Yet my heart will always be next to yours.
I Fell
I fell in love with you, When I thought couldn't anymore, I'd jump in front of you, To say I love you one more time,
I fell, I was caught, You are the one I love, Is there no happy ending in this world?
I cry for you, I scream to be with you, The hand I hold out, Is never held, never warm, Never warm because it's never held, By you,
I’d save you from any fall, Be the barrier between you and the floor, I will never let you feel low, As I will raise you high above,
I fell in love with you, Even when you didn’t know, Admired from far, Loved so closely.
What you feel is best
I will take your hand, And we will walk, Brisk but not too fast, I will hold you tight, Before I tell you, I adore you,
We will embrace, Love, life, living, Holding your hand, I will guide you far, Letting you decide, What you feel is best.
In Awe of You
I stood in front of you, Eyes wide open, I let my heart speak to you, Like never before, I told you every detail, Of the feelings my soul has to offer,
No one inspires me more than you, Because you are someone, I look up to, I see every piece of goodness you have, And I want to be part of you,
No one knows what you mean to me, Other than I, A soul in need of you.
We All
We all live, We all die, What happens between? Is up to us.
Busy World
The busy world is a busy place, Never knowing whether I am coming or am I going, I could stand still and look around, And the world would fly by, People rushing, moving, always thinking, People busy like a bee collecting pollen from flowers,
Once in a while, Stand still, See what is going on, Rest like a bee does upon a leaf,
The world is a busy place, Take stock of what is here, As forever it will change, Remember what is good, Do not dwell upon the bad,
The busy world will never stop, However you can, Just for a while.
Never Far Away
Feelings you have, Are feelings that you cannot control,
What feelings you have, Are from within and nowhere else,
Somehow these feelings take control, Beyond the power of the mind,
Feelings you have, Are never going to change, They may be silent, But never far away.
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