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Is Christmas for children?

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Is Christmas for children

Is Christmas for children?

To the child that’s unloved at Christmas

The celebrations just offer cruel blow,

The lights and the tinsel, the baubles

Serve only to remind of a joy they don’t know.

And the weight of the cold empty feeling

With the sisters, named rejection and pain,

Turn the happiest day into saddest

As it pours both hope and reserve down the drain.

 

To the child that’s alone at Christmas

The dream of a home feels a whole world away,

And the wish of a family to love you

Doesn’t come true and so you cease to believe, cease to pray.

And the ache in your soul it grows bigger

And the loss that you feel breaks your heart,

And the emptiness it beats and it pounds you

And the mounting fears will not from you depart.

 

To the child that’s unwanted at Christmas

The thought of night time just makes you feel sick,

The thought of being ripped open like a present

Then blamed and despised and then beaten with stick.

Of this there will be no reprieve, no end to this evil

There will be no way out, no help will come,

There will be no other choice but to suffer in silence

And heaven help you child, if you try to run.

 

To the child that’s abandoned at Christmas

Left alone in a world with no love, no care,

Left alone to fend for itself

Left alone full of heartbreak, despair.

There will be no presents to unwrap

No tasty feast, no carols round the tree,

No snuggling up watching favourite Christmas movies

No laughter, no friends, no family to go and see.

 

And yet though they cry throughout the world in their millions

Unloved, alone, unwanted, abandoned, who cares?

All the good people who insist Christmas is for the children

I think what they meant to say is… its just Christmas for theirs?

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 14 December 2014 ©.

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#Metathesiophobia

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#Metathesiophobia

 

I never even realised that I was resistant

to change. Until

change tried to change me —

Can you believe? Change tried to change

me…No,

neither could I. I mean, I enjoy change as

much as

the next person; I welcome it. But there’s

a time —

And a place, and a time and a place…Is

there not?

And, well, without deliberately intending

to be as blunt as a brick, this is not the time

or the place —

I mean, come on, which clown thought

now would

be a good time? Who told change I had

nothing

better to do? Was it you? I swear they’ll

be Hell to pay

when I find out. Whoever it was made me

look like

a fool, and now change thinks I’m part of

the bloody

resistance and I’m NOT! I’m not, I — I just

need

to prepare myself, that’s all, it’s no big

deal. It’s not

an issue. We don’t need to dissect it or

create a hashtag

and start trending it on social media —

#purpose #notready #changeresistance

#metathesiophobia

I’m #okay 🙂

I’m just not quite ready, that’s all —

Give me a break, cut me some slack and get

back to me… next week maybe? Hang on,

I’m

away next week. Tell you what, make it

the week

after that, hey? Just remembered — I’m

dog sitting

that week, our kid’s away. How about next

month?

I know, I’ll check my diary and get back to

you

ASAP and we’ll pencil something in —

I say pencil, because you know how things

have a tendency to creep up on you, then

the

plans you made —

Well, you know what happens to them.

You have

to change them — rearrange them. Nobody

likes

rearranging things, do they?

 

I’ll call you later, I promise, I’m just off to

get

a tattoo. What’s my tattoo going to be?

It’s a picture of Ghandi and the words,

‘Be the Change’. Awesome, Right?

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 8th April 2016 ©.

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Taken from the book ‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ written by Tracey Odessa Kane ©.

‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ is available to purchase 30th November 2017.

See Rowanvale Books or my Author website; todessakane.org  for more details.

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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Lying Bastards.

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Lying Bastards.

I remember when lies were just

little and white — teeny tiny little insignificant

things. You know the sort I mean…don’t you?

The ones that didn’t hurt — anybody, cause

any pain, give anyone sleepless nights.

At least that’s what we told ourselves. Tell

ourselves. Sell ourselves. Sleepless —

nights. They’re not so white anymore,

Lies. Not quite so little… not quite

so ’unhurtful’, insignificant, painless.

Shameless really. Now they’re multi-coloured,

And they hurt like hell — sting like hell.

Little white lies… All grown up. All Grown

Up. Dressed in honorary doctorates —

Rich. Multi-coloured. Flung about recklessly

relentlessly, resolutely. Like the contents

of your stomach on a roller coaster. Black

ones, red ones, blue ones. Black ones, Red ones,

Blue ones…all Lies — lies upon lies, upon LIES.

One hundred different colours, in one thousand

shades.  Shady. Corrupt. Diminishing

the good. Slaughtering the truth. Re-educating…

humanity. Humanities choice, of course. The path

now well and truly trodden. The course

well and truly — set. Lies. All met with more

and more lies… No compromise. No word

to the wise. Surprise. Technicolour lies. Brutal.

Harsh. Defining our world. Purging

Our choices. Keeping our senses penned up —

Inside. Barb wired fences, we’ve killed our

own defences — Faith HopeLove

 

I remember when lies were just little and

white, and we still had the Chance

and the Time — to do what was right

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 19th September 2017 ©.

Taken from the collection ‘Works in Progress’

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

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Love Always…

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Love Always…

I have never cared for great

heights, bright lights, spotlights.

I don’t need to always

be right — get it right,

sleep soundly at night. Win —

each and every fist fight.

I don’t need to take the

Biggest — bite. Fly my kite, act

out of anger, hatred,

spite.  Not ever. Not now…

I just want to get this one thing

right. I just want to get, this ONE thing,

Right.

Love —

Love to me

is not a blight, a pile of

shite, something to smite, I love it.

I have always loved it.

I still love it now —

I think I always, always will…

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 3rd September 2017 ©.

Taken from the collection ‘Works in Progress’

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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rabbits — Kittens

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rabbits — Kittens

No sooner has the day begun

(No sooner, has the day begun…)

Before we firmly fix the end in sight,

For to be awake inside this world

Is to be on team wrong or right.

For darkness knocks loud and strong

(Many heed its call…)

Goodness. Goodness is but a whisper,

Free will the gift we cannot bear

(Truth the weight that breaks the back…)

For it causes the heart, the soul to blister.

For want and waste binds us all

(Lust for power draws us to its web)

As does the sun and sky,

And fear and pain and recklessness

Becomes the by and by.

Questions go unanswered

(Questions go unasked…)

Explanations remain ungiven,

Practice goes unchecked

Transparency further from life driven.

Thus all we do is rush with force

 (rabbits — Kittens blind and deaf)

From the days start until its end,

Back turned in grave obedience

To the life we never once saw as friend.

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 25th March 2016 ©.

Taken from the book ‘Left Handed Poetry from a Right Handed Poet 2’.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

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Rejection

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“I entertained rejection once… once was enough. It was a strange creature, from an even stranger realm. Rejection, cowardly, stunted, tasted bitter, like sour fruit from the kind of tree that no one should eat off. And yet…there was a queue? No, I didn’t get it either, but it’s true, there was a queue, indeed it was quite a long queue too. Imagine that. You see that’s the not so hidden, but readily ignored truth about rejection, we choose it, it doesn’t choose us, it has no power over us…other than what we give it. We choose it. We give it power. I know right?! Trust me I entertained rejection once, don’t even go there, get out of that queue and you there…yes You, spit that out…”

 

Extract taken from the collection ‘Works in Progress’

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 16th September 2017 ©. 

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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Monsters

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Monsters

“It takes all of us to create a world, to craft it, shape it, define it, bend it and break it. All of us to raise a child, or create…a monster. Monsters, those who endanger, steal our peace of mind, threaten our security and mess with our things! Those whom even our most precious commodities, our beloved gold and silver could not buy, nor be used to prevent them from doing their absolute worst. They all grew up on our watch, in our world, in our time, whilst we were on duty…did they not? They were the children who lived next door, the ones we stepped over in the street, the ones we liked to pin labels to, the ones we didn’t understand because…well they weren’t like…our children, were they not? It takes all of us to create a world, the world, this world, our world. All of us to raise a child, or create…a monster…”

 

Extract taken from the collection ‘Works in Progress’

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 3rd September 2017 ©.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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My Dearest Child…

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My Dearest Child…

 

My Dearest Child,

I’m writing with the hope that one day you will understand

That the life you see all around you, is not as I wished or as I planned —

I find it so hard to quantify, all that has happened on my watch,

Things I was far too busy to attend to, whilst moving my career up a notch.

The wars that were nothing to me but a video game, because they were on TV,

The violence that I tolerated, because it was towards someone else’s family.

All the animals that have become extinct, I cared not for their plight,

I never thought once about preservation, about doing what was right.

I knew of the little children who were starving to death, each and every day,

Little children with no clean water, who had lost the will to play.

I understood that they had no book, no education, I knew they were often

bought and sold,

I knew that some of them were soldiers, without a hope of ever growing old —

I knew about global warming, the poisons we’d pumped into the seas, the atmosphere,

I knew all about the dangers of trident, I planned to recycle more next year…

I watched as capitalism killed decency, I stood by as racists threw their hatred about,

I kept my head down in the face of oppression, I turned away from those who cried out.

I saw the way that women and girls were treated, the sheer lack of equality,

I saw all the vulgarity the filth that they had to deal with, but in the end it didn’t bother me.

I saw the welfare state become the must hit target, as the vulnerable were further ostracised,

I watched as people queued for miles at foodbanks, but even to this I was desensitised.

I watched as young men were driven to suicide, a way out of this life being their only goal,

I saw how they struggled to find their place, how mentally chains wrapped around, crushed their spirit, mind and their soul.

I watched as all the libraries were closed, as the NHS died a violent death,

I saw human rights go up in flames, and yet I did not feel bereft —

I watched as once banned drugs became quite legal, I watched as abortion

replaced the need for the pill,

I saw what the church has done to God, how it’s now God who foots that bill.

I didn’t do the things that I could have done, let alone the things I should have done,

I didn’t care about pollution, I never once looked for a solution,

It was all about me, me, me —

I didn’t think about your children, nor about the kind of world that they would be born into,

It seems I didn’t think at all about, what I would be leaving behind for you.

And now the penny is finally dropping, the revelations plain to see,

All the things I didn’t care about, to you child become this parent’s heartless

legacy.

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 1st November 2016 ©.

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Taken from the book ‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ written by Tracey Odessa Kane ©.

‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ is available to purchase 30th November 2017.

See Rowanvale Books or my Author website; todessakane.org  for more details.

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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Her Face

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Her Face

Hers is the face that you’ll

never forget, that you always

forget —

That you always block

out…

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Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 21st March 2017 ©.

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Taken from the book ‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ written by Tracey Odessa Kane ©.

‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ is available to purchase 30th November 2017.

See Rowanvale Books or my Author website; todessakane.org  for more details.

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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SAFE

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SAFE

 

In this life, within this skin

upon these streets, are we safe?

Are we seen, can we be heard?

Listen to what I am asking, please —

Are we seen? Can we be heard?

One word — perhaps

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Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 14th January 2017 ©.

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Taken from the book ‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ written by Tracey Odessa Kane ©.

‘Valleys Deep ‘n’ Mountains High’ is available to purchase 30th November 2017.

See Rowanvale Books or my Author website; todessakane.org  for more details.

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and do some inspired thinking for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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