Random Thoughts and Unfinished Verse
As most writers would know, we don’t publish everything we write down. In fact, a lot of what we begin to write doesn’t even get finished and either ends up in a file of UFOs (Un-Finished Objects) or in the trash bin. I am speaking from my experience here and it may be different for some of you. But, if it is I’d like to know your secret.
Anyway, what I have included here are a few poems I started but for one reason or another didn’t finish. I either wasn’t pleased with what I had written so far and didn’t want to waste time going any further, or I just couldn’t find any more words or inspiration to complete them.
The last of these “Happiness and Laughter” is complete in itself but shorter than I would have liked. I also think the title is rather boring or lacks creativity. (Afterthought: I’ve already changed the name of this to “Laughter is a Drug.”)
That said, I am publishing them here in the hope someone finds these interesting or gets something out of them. I may even come back and finish them if inspiration strikes me.
Life Was better in the Past
Gazing at rich sunset hues
Always brings back thoughts of you.
Purple, orange, grey, and pink,
These colours make me pause and think.
I thought our love would never end,
From an early age, you were my friend.
But nowadays nothing’s made to last,
And life was better in the past.
Poets Are Not Clowns
Poetry is so diverse,
There’s rhyme and free form verse,
Ode, or sonnet, short haiku,
What types appeal to you?
Some say poetry’s out of date with
Shakespeare, Poe, and Wordsworth,
That contemporaries can’t take their place,
Even Angelou or Ginsberg.
Creativity needs to thrive,
Not be gagged and bound.
Limericks may make you laugh
But poets are not clowns.
It takes a lot to make me mad,
I’m calm most of the time.
I try to see the positives,
Good news instead of crime.
I always see the glass half full,
Give benefit of doubt,
Don’t judge people at first sight,
Debate quietly, do not shout.
But when I witness hate and ire
Based on small minded lies,
From people who aspire to love,
My anger starts to rise.
The world is changing all the time,
Very little’s set in stone.
We must evolve, adapt, and grow,
Or to stagnate we’ll be prone.
The boomerang’s for hunting’
A weapon meant to kill.
Some are shaped so they’ll return
And give the tosser thrills.
From my gunya in the bush
I threw my boomerang.
It made a sound woosh woosh woosh,
As it passed, the curlews sang.
I packed my woomera and spear
To hunt the kangaroo.
Then I went walkabout for a year,
As I played my didgeridoo.
Laughter is a Drug
Laughter is addictive,
So push it like a drug.
Spread the epidemic
Like some new viral bug.
Keep a smile etched on your face,
Even when you’re sad.
Never frown or yell abuse
In anger, or be mad.
Happiness needs fuel to grow,
So nurture it with care.
Treat everyone you meet with love,
And ask the world to share.
all poems by John Hansen 2017
After a lot of procrastinating I have finally self-published my first eBooks of poetry "I Laughed a Smile" and "On the Wings of Eagles" at Lulu.com.Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction.
I have also been fortunate to have two poems chosen to be made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren.
I am also finding my services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials.
It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years is now wonderful material for my stories and poems.
I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.
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