Opposite me

Opposite me, there’s a forest
And in it my heart
And the soul of so many
Who have lived from the start of it all.

It’s their home, their life
Yet man comes along
And with one big swipe
Has the power to end
Destroy and ruin
What means so much
Means nothing to him
A big fat cheque
To him it’s no sin

Murderer hated
So many lives lost

Who is to blame
When you think of the cost
Of the shampoo you use...

Yes you in the  the corner
You didn’t think you
Could just shout and holler
At the big businessman -
He hardly cares
It’s you who should pay attention to your hair.

Opposite me
There’s land
The trees have gone
So quickly destroyed
No animals have homes

Look what we did
And it will happen again

Stop what you are doing
And think about now and then

© Leonora Sophie

Little by little...

Little by little
You’ll get it done

Little by little
You win the battle
You’re trying to run

Heart ruling head
Dreams explode
Head steadies heart
Somehow lightens the load

Step by step
One word at a time
Walk slow pace
Running leaps won’t rhyme

Slowly, surely,
Gathering speed
Acceleration is great
But not if no need

© Leonora Sophie

BUrN

Black Forest
Dark Forest
Empty soul

Spirit Green
Fallen trees
Burn.

Loathed sight
Fiery night
Burn

Empty
Waiting
Hopes all fading
Time can never heal

Wallow, sorrow
No tomorrow

Goodbye,
All gone.

© Leonora Sophie

Another day at work

I’m running, I’m panting,
I’ve deadlines to meet.

I’m sweating, I’m fretting,
I’m rushed off my feet.

My voice is shaky,
My heart is pumping;
Must stay focused,
But, my mind is jumping.

I propose a plan;
The nerves are churning.
So many stare,
My body is burning.

I don’t understand
What it is I say,
But I just talk the talk,
Going along with it anyway.

I sign the deal.
What does it mean?
I can’t say I feel
Emotions or anything?

The work is so lifeless,
My soul is destroyed.
I do this for money,
Not for the joy.

Until I find meaning,
I’m stuck here in this,
With the life sucked out of me
Wondering what I have missed.

© Leonora Sophie

Self obsessed

Judgmental,
Arrogant,
Self-posessed.

Despicable,
I despise,
I must confess
That I never really liked you,
Not even from the start.

Questioning,
Doubting,
Never trusting
Anything.

It's only you
That seems to count for something.

I'm breaking away -
I'm gone.

This friendship cannot be.
I can't hang around around,
'Cos all you think about is 'me'

© Leonora Sophie

Forest Fires

Fires burn
Fires burn
Nobody cares
Nobody learns

Smoke, no fire
Forests burn
I’ve no desire
To understand and learn

I need soap
I need food
Green doesn’t matter
Feed my greed

Animal’s homes
Nature's beauty
Not for me
I’m not guilty.

© Leonora Sophie

HAIKU - Fickle

I am so fickle;
Endlessly indecisive.
Can I ever choose?


© Leonora Sophie

Old

Walking slow
Talking low
My face is full of wrinkles

I live alone
But nobody knows
For I have no visitors

Killing time
Watching time
Talking all about time

Remember when
Remember then
Remember me, do you?

So many changes
Battle of the ages
You won't even listen

Talk of days gone
Talk of people gone
Can't talk to who is here

Who really knows?
The soul that shows
The heart that breaks each day

Winding down
Thinking now,
Still grateful for so much.

© Leonora Sophie

Nothing really happened today

What can I write about today?
Because nothing really happened.

Not a thought came my way,
Not an ounce of emotion.
Usually such would make me say
'Lets write a poem!'

Never mind.
Not today.
Nothing full of meaning.
No words, no rhyme,
Not much, not really
Anything!

© Leonora Sophie

My time, more time

Running late again,
I hate this time
When I have to wake up
And forget the day is mine.

I don't mind the early starts
Or even the house chores;
It's just travelling to work
That can be such a bore.

Someone else's time
Is never any fun -
Unless you're doing it for pleasure
And not under the thumb.

I don't mind the job,
And the people are OK,
But I hate the sound of the morning alarms
On a cold and wet Monday.

Can I not choose
The days I go to work?
Go from perm to temp
Or once a week,
Would that still make me a good clerk?

Don't think me lazy
Or begrudging the job.
You certainly won't find me sitting around like a slob.

I want to sing,
I want to dance,
I want to be free,

I promise I won't be late any more
If you can give more time to me.

© Leonora Sophie

HAIKU - Family

So many people;
Related by blood, not love -
Arguments galore.

© Leonora Sophie

HAIKU - Consumerism

Money out of purse
No need to spend anymore
Something new; Must have.
© Leonora Sophie

Smash & Grab

Smash and grab consumerism.
Take what you can, so fast.

No need, want.
More, more want.

Take it.
Hoard it.
Store it.

Look good.
Smell good.
Most definitely feel good.

Buy more.
Wear more.
Pile more.

Earn, spend.
Earn, spend, spend.
Keep the rhythm going.

Spend, earn.
Spend, spend earn.
Can you keep the balance?

Spend, never learn.
Spend, never earn
Enough to foot the costs.

Debt empties pockets.
New purses empty.
Fill them with bills.
Keep dressing with frills.

Looking good?
But inside is empty.

© Leonora Sophie

BiG CiTy LiFe

A country girl in a big city
Suddenly so lost

All the girls
So dressed up and pretty
But at what cost?

She can't walk
Her heels are so high
Her legs wobble each step

And her shorts are too tight.
Too fat? Too wide?
Or just shopping for something too small?

Squeezing in, thinking she's thin,
Living in her own little world.

And over there -
With the pigtails in her hair,
There's a cute little girl?

And a skirt pulled up so high.
She looks too young
To be acting so dumb;
Her butt the exhibition in the air.

Make up, colours
Noise and screams
Music and laughing.

Crack in the road,
But, who can see?
I am busy typing.

Like my heels?
Watch me squeal as
I check my phone and fall.

Hang head in shame,
Rejoin the game
And fall into the crowds.

Keep on trotting.
More shopping?

Must buy. Never stop.

Besides there's a hole in my stocking.

© Leonora Sophie

Good Night

Sleepy eyes say goodnight
My mind closes down

The day is over
Night has fallen

Time to dream

© Leonora Sophie


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October Daily

Writing under pressure,
Forcing every line
Doesn't mean that what you do
Will win,
Even if you can beat the time.

A daily challenge -
Counting words,
Rhymes,
Sonnets and prose.

They'd all sound great
If only they could have
Flow,
Rhyme
Or meaning.

But every word
That's mine on here
And hidden away in books
Does just that -
It states a fact,
Even if heavily disguised.

Best read the words
And forget where you heard
Their origin and beginning.

From a heavy heart,
To a few words
That prompt and start
Works of wonder and mystery.

Just enjoy what you see,
Soak up each word,
And never question their history.

© Leonora Sophie

The Tokyo conform!

Tokyo, Tokyo,
Wherefore art thou Tokyo?
Technology is rife
and the people act like Pinnochio.

Must dress smart,
Must conform,
Society is so demanding.

Must work hard
Must play the right card
Or, it's me my boss is reprimanding.

Heels, make up, dressing higher
And higher goes my skirt.

Boots and blush,
Brave the rush
And charge through the crowds.

Push, push,
Click, click,
Emails, phones.

Noisy people,
Angry people,
Customer drones.

I have a headache,
I can't see.
The lights are so blinding.

Now, it's night,
Tokyo is so bright and full of friendly faces.

Smile and Laugh
And look around
And remember what a great place this is.

© Leonora Sophie


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selfish

the day began with my toes walking wet in the morning dew
the sun was rising and the green spread so far in the distance

how lucky am i
to see the sky and see the world underneath it

i’m watching an orangutan
struggle for his homeland
against man
his greatest enemy

we are selfish,
unaware
or sometimes we just ignore

horrid minds
horrid eyes
desire 
lust 
greed

we don’t suffer
we just enjoy
we walk around free

our homeland is safe,
and deep breaths we can take
relaxed and free

© Leonora Sophie

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