Posted in Others, Poetry

Poem: The Big Metal Box

The big metal box, a poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

I found a box, under the ground

In a dark hole, with flowers around

The box dark grey, and made of metal

Such a contrast, to the pretty petals

A heavy lock, and some rusty chains

What’s in there, I rack my brains

I reached around, and grabbed the rake

I twisted it round, until chains did break

I lift the box up, but I hurt my knee

The box falls down, its just empty

Things buried, hidden for another day

Have now all vanished, rotten away

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Very random poetry, by a very random poet, Daphne Tore
Posted in Lgbt, Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Being free to be me

Being Free To Be Me, an LGBT / Mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

I am me,

I will always be me,

nobody I’d rather be than me

I am free,

I don’t need any key,

to be whatever I want to be

They see me,

people always judge me,

I am not what I appear to be

Drink some tea,

or have a chat with me,

think whatever you want about me

Look and see,

most don’t really know me,

so try to really understand me

I will be,

​whatever I will be,

doesn’t matter if they accept me

Come with me,

so we can all be free,

to live our lives how we want to be

Just be free,

you are free to just be,

you can be you and I can be me!

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/being-free-to-be-me-poem.html

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Very random poetry, by a very random poet, Daphne Tore