Exposing Myself.
Introduction
Poems started with my own feelings thoughts and ideas.
Chapter 1
Mining.
I saw the miner digging,
For coal within the mine,
It's dangerous work below,
The surface of the mind.
We fuel the fires,
That give us heat,
Forget the mines.
The coal and peat.
The forests that once grew,
Have died and sunk beneath,
The swampy treeland stew,
It's old but still has teeth.
The fuel that it provides,
Has dangers deep within,
It poisons countrysides,
And sends us in a spin.
The dragons of the legends,
Helped eat the stormy brew,
They devoured what had no ends,
Now we must start anew.
© John Hodgson
The Rose.
The Rose
How beautiful the rose,
That gives us peace within,
It blooms and dies,
But never cries,
But gives us peace within.
I love the small and wondrous things,
That fill our daily lives,
The simple things are there within,
The picture of our lives.
We may not be a hero,
We may not be a king,
But can share the riches,
Of the simple little thing.