Posted in Family, Poetry

Poem: A Poem For My Birthday

Poem for my birthday, this poetry was created in the early hours of the 16th of February 2020, my 46th birthday

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Another year, has come, and gone, 

To me this one, has felt, so long.

This was the year, my heart, went wrong,

One day I hope, I will, feel strong.

One year older, some how, I got,

Help from my friends, I’ve not, forgot.

Hidden away, not left, to rot,

It’s been by choice, needed, a lot.

Toxic people, have gone, away,

Have no regrets, no words, to say.

Helen with me, I’ll be, okay,

Keeping me safe, there night, and day.

To the future, I try, to see,

What will happen, what will, I be.

Want to create, my mind, let free,

Good year for me, twenty, twenty.

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

Poem: Not Going Mad This Christmas

Not going mad this Christmas, a slightly different Christmas poem about mental health

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

I’m not going mad this Christmas,

I heard the woman say

It was a rather strange thing,

I heard the other day

Some people always comment,

they say the strangest stuff

Do they even understand,

the world can be quite tough

I know she meant the presents,

to sit under her tree

But many people out there,

are just like you and me

The only difference being,

this year they will go mad

For some Christmas is happy,

for others it is sad
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Christmas for them just can be,

a lonely day and night

So check on everybody,

and make sure they’re alright

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/not-going-mad-this-christmas-poem.html

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

Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Normality

Normality, a self reflective mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

​So what is normal, and what if it’s not

What is normal like, I think I forgot

Live my life for me, not part of some plot

Looking so different, I’m not hard to spot

My mind open wide, don’t want it to rot

Open to changes, I listen a lot

Expanding my mind, ideas that I’ve got

Normal is average, I guess that I’m not

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/normality-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Mindfulness

Mindfulness, a mental health poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

I thought I’d try mindfulness, for my mind full of stress

I knew I needed some help, but my mind was a mess

Did I think it would help me, not really I confess

I found it quite hard to do, with my pain in excess

It made me look inside me, slow my breathing process

It made me look around me, to see with new sharpness

Working to improve myself, emotional wellness

Did it make a difference, did it help me, big yes!

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/a-poem-about-mindfulness.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Maybe I Am Going Mad

Maybe I am going mad, a mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

I think that I am going mad,
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I don’t recall my name

I think I must be going mad,

I really feel insane

I really know I’m going mad,

hear voices in my brain

So maybe I am going mad,

but maybe you’re the same!

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/maybe-i-am-going-mad-poem.html

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Very random poetry, by a very random poet, Daphne Tore
Posted in Introduction

Welcome

Welcome to Her Notepad, a collection of poetry by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe.

Constructive feedback very welcome

I have lots more poems to add, so please keep checking back! 🙂

The pictures that go with the poems were not taken by me, they are from a source of photos that are all royalty free and licenced under creative commons.

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

Posted in Others, Poetry

Poem: Light From Another World

Light from another world, a poem about aliens by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

The lights up in the sky, they shine down on my face

Not from this world of ours, from deep in outer space

I bet they are so smart, not like the human race

They look down on our world, observe from a safe place

Study the way we live, create a database

How often do the come, our fields do they deface

And if you try to tell, they call you a nutcase

I wish I could go too, vanish across subspace

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/light-from-another-world-poem.html

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Posted in Christmas, Poetry

Poem: Life Of A Snowflake

Life of a snowflake, a Christmas poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Frozen water drop, falling from the sky.

Slowly drifting down, from the clouds so high.

No two flakes that fall, are ever the quite same.

Gliding through the air, floating like a flame.

Down towards the Earth, oh where will it land.

On a Christmas tree? In a small boys hand?

No such luck this time, landed on a car.

Speeding down the road, did not travel far.

Windscreen wipers on, snow pushed to the side.

Falling to the floor, nowhere left to hide.

Disappearing now, vanished down the drain.

Floating to the sea, with the fallen rain.

Then another day, back into the sky.

Up into the clouds, how it loves to fly.

On a winters day, time to fall again.

Something fun this time, please not down the drain.

Scooped up as it lands, made into a ball.

See a smiling face, hear a young boy call.

Children gather round, see the man of snow.

Now its feels a part, never wants to go.

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/life-of-a-snowflake-poem.html

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Posted in Photography, Poetry

Poem: The Life Of A Photographer

The life of a photographer, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

A normal person sees a storm,

thinks help and runs away

A photographer sees that storm,

and runs the other way

Off into the cold they go, the wind,

the rain and more

To capture pics no matter what,

of all the things they saw

Watching all the huge waves crashing,

defiantly they stand

Looking out from beneath the pier,

with camera in hand

Why do we do such stupid things,

like photograph the snow

We can’t resist to get that pic,

so off we always go

We see the world through rule of thirds,

and many shades of grey

The search to get the perfect shot,

continues every day

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/the-life-of-a-photographer-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Just Be

Just be, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

They say we that must obey
Follow orders every day

They say we that must conform
Can that be why I was born

That we must always blend in
From start of life til ending

Don’t you ever rock the boat
You will lose your right to vote

Always colour in the lines
Or else you might get big fines

Rules are only to save us
Or are they to enslave us

Make sure you fit in a box
Like a sheep not like a fox

You can fit in if you choose
Believe stories in the news

Fill your mind with all those lies
The real truth they do disguise

Must be part of the system
Don’t try to hack that system

Just a cog in the machine
You can smash it with a dream

Look inside you know it’s true
Love life whatever you do

Remember your mind is free
Be yourself, you can “just be”

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/just-be-poem-by-dean-thorpe.html

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