About me
kazhamilton
I love to laugh, I believe smiles are the most precious things in the world, patience is a virtue, and loyalty is so, so important. I believe in treating people how you would like to be treated, and I believe everyone deserves a chance. Poetry, quite simply put, is a part of me.
Tag Archives: Poem
I Will Work – With a Little Help
As women we expect our bodies to work, You know, tick over nicely with as little effort as possible, Only the necessary attention to detail needed. Like baking a cake, getting all the right ingredients together, Weighing them out, mixing … Continue reading
Little Woodpecker
We can hear you Little woodpecker Pecking at our tree, Peck, peck, peck We can hear you, But not see It’s early in the morning And you’re hiding from us all, But our little woodpecker We can hear our wake … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged alarms, birds, hiding, mornings, Nature, Poem, poems, poetry, wake up call, woodpecker
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Conquer Your Goals
Your body, your mind, heart and soul, All combined, set a goal To start today; no better time, If you really want this You need to strive. Work for your goals, Work as hard as you can, Staying focused, you … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Poetry
Tagged belief, conquer your goals, focus, future, Goals, inspiration, mind, Optimistic, Poem, poetry, self belief, Strength, work
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Ignorance is Bliss
You close your eyes You look away You shake your head Say ‘not today’ ‘It’s not my problem. It’s not my fate. I’m doing fine. My life is great’ Why should you care, Why should you stop? It’s not your … Continue reading
There Will be a Brighter Day
Expectations, limitations Many many good ideas. The word recession With no progression, You dream, but your dreams Turn into fears. All these branches Made for taking chances; Chances turn into tears. The tears that free fall Just like a waterfall … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged compassion, dreams, economy, fear, Hope, inspirational, Life, optimism, Poem, poetry, realistic, Recession, struggle
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If Life Was Left Down to Fate
If I no longer could find the right words Because words no longer made sense, And sense was no longer sensible; Is it ok to sit on the fence? No care for ‘yes/no’s’ – just maybes, With no desire to … Continue reading