Author: Sue Young

Swim With Other Writers

When you swim with other writers

You can’t help getting wet

If you’re interested

In others writing

And you delve into the artists net

If you appreciate

Their words

And their feelings

In print

If you empathise

With what they say

And run when they sprint

If you respect other writers

And are inspired by their goals

If you’re encouraged by their fruitfulness

And the honey that flows

If you actually like other writers

And aren’t intimidated

When they win

If you’re not jealous of them

And comfortable

In your own writing skin

Then you my friend

Will go far

In your writing endeavours

You’ll soar in the sky

With rainbow coloured feathers

When you fly with other writers

You’ll always be inspired

Your energies will revive

Each other

And you’ll never grow tired

If you help other writers

Lift them up

And make them strong

This will be a family

And you will belong.

PreLockdown Tension

Prelockdown tension

Is too tight to mention

It doesn’t make me sore

I’ve been here before

We’ve all been here

We know the drill

But prelockdown tension

Is making me ill

Actually it’s not.

It’s quite okay

I’m thinking I’ll

Get through it

In the usual way

It’s all about compliance

It’s just like the first one

It’s not rocket science

It’s not a big con

And wash your hands of course

I know that you do

As England goes into

Lockdown Version 2

We know we won’t put up

much of a fight

As we all turn into pumpkins

At midnight.

Don’t Feed Negativity

Don’t feed negativity

Don’t even give it scraps

Stay focused

Even in misery

And doubt

Don’t put out the cat

Instead put negativity out

Then close the door

Lock it

Chain it

Whatever you do,

Don’t let it back in

Even if it begs

On the step

Outside

And complains of

Hunger and thirst

And moans gently

Every hour

On the hour

Don’t even think

About the creature

You threw out

As it frantically claws at your panes.

Eventually, it will give up

And move on.

And wander through dry, arid places

And latch onto

To another

Who is open

And addicted

To the pain

As you once were

Let them feed it.

For they’ll know

Soon enough

If it fits in

With their life

And can sleep on their hearth

By the fire

Warming itself

And getting

Lots of treats

For being bad.

There’s no snug den

For it here anymore

Don’t Feed Negativity.

Writers and Artists

Sometimes we don’t know

Who we are

Or what we want

Or where we’re going

Or how to get there

And if we get there

We don’t know where to go

Or what to do

Or how to do it

Don’t leave a trail of breadcrumbs

Or try to get blood from a stone

Instead, blaze a trail

From your pen or pencil

To help you find your way home.

Feel Good Movie

Don’t worry what people

Think of you

It’s an obstacle

To your goals

And your life

Step outside

And look in

To get perspective

And peace

To feel that you can go on

Life is like a movie

So sit and watch yours

With objectivity

And amusement

And don’t get drawn into

The tangled web

Of negative emotions

That can bind you

Your life movie

Doesn’t have to be

A weepie

Or a horror

Make it a thriller

Full of excitement

Make it a comedy

Full of laughter

Make it a mystery

Full of anticipation

Make it a romance

Full of love.

Bond Masters

There are people

Who master the bond

They are the Bond Masters

One strong bond

With one person

A bond can be transferred

From one person

To another

A person can steal a bond

Transfer it to themselves.

So that now, they are the bees knees

Demonic bonds are powerful

Incestuous bonds are wicked

Unhealthy soul ties

As strong as titanium

Attachments bring suffering

Seeds are sown

Things are said

You can’t make someone love you

But lust is a pandemic

Bonds can be artificially created

Yet love can’t be forced

Tricks only take you so far

Perhaps as far as the bed

But they never sealed the deal

They never got the bang.

We are all like Frankenstein’s monster

A tinkered soul

A body invaded

A brain washed

But only to a point.

Stockholm Syndrome

But only to a point.

Bond Masters

I wish you all the best

Bond breakers

Are biting back

Through forgiveness.