Give all, leave nothing 

Give me this, I’m taking that your shrill call cuts 

The air sliced into rough edges 

Hewn jaggedly from unexpected demands 

On time, people, life, AIR! 

You split things up to gain your way 

Crying tears that utter apology but are bitter 

At being caught out and not winning the battle 

That was in the bag , wasn’t it? 

Nobody cleverer you utter 

A vain tattoo beating on the wind 

As backs turn and the lock clangs 

Heart door swinging shut for the last time 

Leaving you in the cold night 
Ailsa 

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Carry on 

Carry on 

Carry on the words chime through 

The bells that toll to say your choices 

Have been removed or changed 

Your world is smaller and circle shrinking 

Just as they planned so shrink is the only option 

Expand, grow, step forth with no fear 

Carry on as you did before, no don’t!! 

Make yourself show bright and light 

Fight back not with weapons but words 

Keep going as you would if they weren’t instilling fear 

The only dead thing must be your calm 

Do what you want, need and desire 

Does it hurt or harm the human race? 

No???  

Why hesitate….while you do they win 

Carry on as maybe never before 
Ailsa 

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Despite turbulence 

It’s turbulent out there today 

The wind throws things around like it’s angry 

Or maybe just unsure of what to do 

People struggling to keep their feet fight back 

Determined to beat this force of nature 

Howling back at them to bend to its will 

Maybe it’s exactly like me 

Turbulence caused by confusion 

Frustrated by circumstances it cannot control 

Angry at times that it’s ignored the small things 

Determined now that this small world will work 

Despite, despite , despite. 
Ailsa 

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The Attic 

There’s something here that you keep telling me to find 

Not with words but imagery 

Apparently I’ll know it when I see it 

The walls so old and dusty that I  barely see paper on the walls 

Smell of old books rising from boxes long neglected 

All here dumped, forgotten, dusty and old  

Scrub at the walls to reveal a rich ruby pattern on once cream 

Was this a haven for someone? 

It feels like it could become one if the boxes are moved 

Just stacked elsewhere here not taken away 

I see the space is huge,  beams above my head 

A threadbare carpet covering the floor and a shaft of light 

From where? Following the line find a tiny window painted in dark colour 

The rejected here was also protected I muse 

Beauty hidden in old boxes, a dirty wooden trunk 

Carved symbols and initials are waiting to be unveiled 

Will I ever leave this room? 

I have needed to return to a place I can’t recall seeing 

But it’s like a hazy memory 

I can only leave when it’s all tidily boxed away 

Rearranged like the protective armour that stops 

The past from invading the future 
Ailsa 

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Woman of the tree 

Waiting until dusk has fallen she slips away 

Into the expectant forest 

It seems to heave a collective sigh  

No human foot treading this woodland floor 

She is careful to glide slowly around 

Slipping behind a fallen log or standing object 

If she ever feels them drawing near 

The humans who know her as children are told 

Forget the foolish nonsense when they grow 

And for the most part they do 

They believe she was illusion, imagined 

Call it what you will 

Except the otherly children who still see 

Going about their daily business 

Until the compulsion forces them back ….SNAP 

In time, in belief who knows? 

Into the forest to the hugest tree they come 

Head bowed to bark in rain and shine, 

Coming back to feel the earths heart beat 

Steadily taking strength and knowledge 

From the tree they feed from 

Some silent, or singing, talking or dancing 

Always a touch on the wind they feel 

They keep secret their visits as how do you explain ?

I went to the healing tree and all is well 

Many offerings are here a ribbon, a message scrawled, a carved figure 

So much, so many to quietly help 

Have you been to the forest yet? 

Ah you found it too and they told you to forget 

I see. 

Tuck away your knowing words and keep them for yourself 

Ssshhhh you have been chosen 
Ailsa 

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Stardust 

Come O fearful one 

Closer to the edge of new beginnings 

Shuffle forward if your feet 

Refuse to boldly stride ahead 

Worry not that you progress slowly 

Promise yourself only motion speed comes later 

Steps will sometimes be sideways 

Acknowledge backward as only a direction 

You wish not to travel 

Look back only to discover your next step 

And assure you you are still going forward 

Don’t tell yourself it’s not fast enough for them 

If it satisfies you 

Push the edges of your world to expand 

To radiate 

Burst forth with your passion your fire 

Heart not afraid at steps over the edge 

As you take the leap you have to 

You are now free to dazzle and shine 

Like the stardust creature you are 

JUMP!! 
Ailsa 

©AilsaCawleyPoetry2017