Anne Kerr
Longridge Westlothian, Scotland, UK
Anne KerrLongridge Westlothian, Scotland, UK |
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I was born on 15th April 1941 in Edinburgh. I am a loving wife to my husband Alex and a caring mom to our two sons, Robert, 33, and John, 27. We have been married 34 years. We both believe to share a good marriage meant exactly that. We have always treated each other fifty/fifty. I was blessed with a sense of humor as was my husband. This has helped us throughout our lives together. We learned to cope with all life's ups and downs through shared laughter. I am a very sensitive person and deep-feelings would inspire me to write poetry. I know what I write is true as I have experienced good and not so good emotions. Happiness, sadness, or whatever.. I have been writing poetry for 15 years (some requested by friends). We are a musical family. My husband plays drums and keyboard and my youngest son is gifted on the keyboard. I have loved music and song and have been singing all my life. My feelings come out in my poetry and in my songs. "If music be the food of love, play on". |
A Crying HeartHow dreadful is the feeling of a heart halved in twoTears fall like acid rain, burning cheeks through and through Eyes slowly swell, puffed and red in silent pain Emotions in a turmoil, an endless broken heart again. No sounds that roar of laughter, might as well be dumb No voice that echoes softness, feelings cold and numb No heart that shows it's gladness, empty as in space No light or shade from anywhere, an expressionless face. No tears of joy to experience, not a single one to dry No heart that gallops with delight, an unheard secretive cry Oblivious sights of lovingness, no tender arms to hold you tight Invisible hands to cup together, tears through each silent night. No proven meaning or softest touch to show what's in your heart No sharing secret dreams, not even the slightest start Planning future years, no way, or remembering days gone bye No healthy proof of loving effort, causing a heart to constantly cry. Spoken words of comfort, none, no eyes that gleam a care Saddest mouth, no smiles of happiness, actions that say beware No signs of warmth or tenderness, a tall solid brick wall No love to cherish, no simple respect, precisely nothing at all. No heart can ever possibly mend, will never brave the pain Can't heal alone entirely until love flows back again Foundation through these loveless years must slowly break apart If not to be shared by ones children, the true recipe for a crying heart... | Shared HappinessHappiness that is shared can lift a spirit to no endDry a tear, stretch a smile, help an aching heart to mend If everyone shared this gift what a wonderful world for you and me There would always be contentment, a vision of roses we would see. All it takes is a tender squeeze from one hand to another A smile across the room, a glance to show it's no bother Softest cuddles to prove you care, a kiss upon a tearful cheek A tender look of lovingness, no words would you need to speak. A shining glint in a smiling eye that lights the way ahead A gesture of sincerity, loving stepping stones you'll tread Share happiness from one to another, a gentle term in giving Our "Forever Friend" above will know your life was worth living. Emotions so deep, you will feel, rewards to be gathered on high Clouds will smile as they drift along the chosen coloured sky Raindrops may sparkle as they fall to nourish natures land Rays of the sun to guide us like our makers protective hand. A version of shared happiness, an exceptional way to be Will make your inner-self feel good, alive, happy and free A nicer being, caring and smiles on each and every face A mindful of actions rolled into one, our world a far better place. No more fear or worry, no more suspicious mind No more loss of dignity that can happen to any kind No more thornlike hurt that seems to prick a beating heart Shared happiness through silent kindness, newborn with a loving start... |