Poems

So many books So little time To show my life  Is one of rhyme Under-estimated by the many Understood by only the few That is you !  Distracted by life It gets in the way Adds so much strife What can I say ?  As Christmas draws near And I hold it with those most dear Let’s hope there’s vouchers, Money Galore ?  So I can head off in the sales To the nearest book store What can I say ?  But........  There’s always room for more!  Copyright Kizzy York aka K J Oakes 18/12/2020

  Maybe good should always Triumph over evil But .......... Sometimes  It ends in a mere truce  Forgiveness  Walking Forwards  Progression into our unknown futures  Apart from him eternally Remembrance of the good times Burying.........  the bad memories with him For us both ........  a once in a lifetime kind of love  Never to be forgotten  Souls scarred forever  With his imprint  And Signature Red Nose !  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes Summer 2020 

  All is well  By the sea When you pick up a shell  Put it to your ear And hear the beat  Of the ocean near Different shapes and sizes  Everyone knows a shell  There are no disguises  Toes on the sand  A bucket full of shells  A seaside band  My shell is intact  Many are broken  That is a fact  Heigh Ho!  The tide is coming in Time to go  With my bucket full of shells  It’s time to take heed I know what I’m having for tea With these seaside smells !  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes 2017 

I am not like other girls  I am more unique  You came into my life with swirls  But then left it feeling bleak  I am not like other girls Because of you I am this way You gave me independence  What more can I say ?  I am not like other girls Changed in the twinkling of an eye You made me this way You see, before your last sigh !  I am not like other girls I came to see you at rest Your Clown Face not on as yet You, Just You, Without any Jest !  I am not like other girls  To your funeral, I didn’t go Even though I was your Widow  Too many mourners, full of Woe.  I am not like other girls  Inside I’m full of Fire My last view of you  Was at the Funeral Parlour  I am not like other girls  The Other Woman Said Why were you not at the Funeral ?  Even though he was in my bed ?  I am not like other girls Though you meant the world to me I say Goodbye differently  That’s just the way I am !   Inspired by the line - I am not like other Girls, a FB Group.  Just wrote this after my online Poetry

  Re: Accusedl KO Karina Oakes Thu 17/09/2020 17:28 View more Accused  Accused Of being Delilah But I am  Esther How terrible for the Brethren  Led by the accuser of the Brethren  They themselves guilty of presumptuous sin Accused Of being the woman at the well But I am Ruth  The Brethren call Good - Bad Led by the accuser of the Brethren  They themselves guilty of presumptuous sin Accused  of being Gomer But I am Abigail The Brethren think Light is Darkness Led by the accuser of the Brethren  They themselves guilty of presumptuous sin Accused  of being Jezebel  But I am Rachel The Brethren think sweet is sour  Led by the accuser of the Brethren  They themselves guilty of presumptuous sin All things have become new The past has been forgotten  As far as the East is from the West  Innocent Widowhood paved the way  Copyright Kizzy Oakes August 2020 aka K.J.Oakes

Running late  Barrier at the gate Let me in - late for my lesson Whiteboard, Pen, me writing again I do like to study  To release my Creativity  I have tried - successfully  To write in lines of three  In Rhyme most of the time Time soon comes round Time has flown Time to go home  Copyright Kizzy Oakes aka K.J.Oakes

A lifetime habit Of travel and return  Summer days in this country  Are rare I have learned So I spread my wings In a plane, I take flight hustling here and there To check out the sights This is my happy place  During the season I live in my caravan  For this very reason  Winter is so sad Though I still have fun In some ways glad As I seek out winter sun  A traveller I will alway be Till the day that I die My heart is for the sea Where my ashes shall lie  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes Summer 2018

A Ghazal Early days were like Sunshine  Before I found out your Deceit  You made me so happy  Hidden in your persona, Deceit  Good memories, Funny Moments  Shaded with Deceit  They will always stay with me  Despite your Deceit  By day, Dr Jekyll  By night, Mr Hyde’s Deceit  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes 2018 

Lockdown Freedom  Sick of this depression  And feeling so fed up This lockdown hasn’t helped at all I’d sleep all day and night If only I could Can’t wait  till 4th July And we have our own Independence Day So much I’ll want to do by then  Sick of being cooped up  In this house-sized pen  The rest I seek  Is not House Arrest  But going and doing  Something I like best Visiting other places of interest..... Castles, Beaches, Museums,  Galleries.........  So much out there Has gone to waste But - I’ll be back in a haste Don’t want to be rushed Want to set out at a leisurely pace Don’t want to be pushed No longer a race But to ponder ........  Ponder, to my hearts content  Browse and peruse No time to relent  My time is mine now Money well spent !  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes June 2nd, 2020

Stuff Catholicism  Park it right there Rituals so boring  It’s going nowhere !  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes

Life after lockdown  Cashless Society  No ATM,s  People fearful  Of ever using them again !  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes

You are the darkness  That pretends it is light When I found out  I took flight  Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes May 2020

Start of lockdown I went bed with a frown ma d e me feel so down I can’t do this, I sighed I wake up, panic attack peace is what I lack how can I do this for weeks on end? I go back to  bed,  I can’t go on if this lockdown lasts too long The streets are empty caravan park shut they are closed and empty like a beach hut The town so still no tourists about deader than winter with no way out B and B’s closed hotels to o time on their hands nothing to do  A sobering thought for locals And the odd caravanner Who still have their  reasons For staying on, else they’d be gone They are still here as Government Exemptions apply…… ….. Else Police and Security would make sure,  They’d said Goodbye It ’s  funny As when you ask the locals Where they’re originally from Nottingham, Mansfield, Sheffield The list goes on Tourism will change now I know that for sure People will sell their caravans And it will be