Could we be anymore sad

He seemingly had it all

We would look on in awe

But inside there was a gaping hole

Nothing would make his heart feel whole 

A life ruled by a greater thing 

Torturing our beloved Chandler Bing

He appeared to live a life so full

But the addiction always pulled

The talented comic donning a mask

Tried to take his addiction to task

But others saw his Achilles heel 

Running round doing their sleazy deals 

And so his light was extinguished 

A writer, actor and man so distinguished 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 18th August 2025

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Moments In Time

As hard as you push 

As strong as you are

You cannot stop time

The sun rises and sets

The stars and moon shine

All you can do 

Is enjoy every moment

You are blessed to be here 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️  15th August 2025

Pembrokeshire Poet

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon now! 

Roof Top View

I sit upon the car roof with glee

Ready any moment to flee

From my vantage point I spy your chips

Let me save them from staying on your hips

In one clean sweep I fly down 

Suddenly your chips are on the ground

I can’t ram those beauties down fast enough 

Being a seagull in Tenby is really tough 😂

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 11th August 2025

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The truth beyond the mirror

 I’m looking in the mirror and all I see is hate

Like this glass is just opening a self hating gate 

I notice every wrinkle and pull at my face 

I should be feeling safe in this quiet place 

I gaze at my body, every lump and bump

When did I get so rounded and feel quite plump?

My eyes don’t seem so bright as they used to be 

And now I need specs just to help me see

I let out a big sigh as I stand before that glass

Negative energies flowing - a downer masterclass

But what if we look more closely at the figure looking back 

Look beyond all the flaws and the superficial cracks

That image in the mirror has lived a life so full

Experience in abundance - by the bucketful

Yes I may look a little older and fuller in the face

But it’s really not important - it just reflects your pace

Suddenly I feel the energies slowly shifting 

I should be celebrating that I’m existing 

I see all the good in that shiny looking glass

Those pesky negative energies are just snakes in the grass!

The mirror doesn’t lie but it isn’t always truthful

Like just telling you that you are no longer youthful

But as our looks fade our heart and soul have grown

“She lived life to the full” - that will be my headstone! 

Joanne C Hicks 7/8/2025

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Find your inner glow….

Follow me, I know the way

You’ll see the forks, but don’t be swayed

Just stick with me and stay behind

I’m being so generous and kind

So we trail the uncertain path ahead

Knowing it doesn’t feel right in our heart or head

But still we trudge along

Like words sung to the wrong song

Don’t look ahead, don’t look behind

Just look at me, don’t follow the paths that wind

Oppression starts to dull your light

Heavied wings which need to take flight 

Then ahead a dancing glimmer of light

Curious you investigate this sight

The path ahead is full of twists and turns

But it’s one that fills you with a yearn 

A yearn to step into the complete unknown

But you know this journey you must make alone

Like emerging from a chrysalis you start to grow

Don’t be a sheep -  find your own inner glow! 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 5th August 2025

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems available on Amazon

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Breathe, listen, look - be grateful you can …..

Breathe in breathe out 

Breathe in breathe out

Clean fresh air 

Breathing without a care

Stop, stand and listen

Stop, stand and listen 

Birds swooping around 

Listen to their glorious sound

Open your eyes and look around

Open your eyes and look around

Beautiful picturesque scenery 

Look at that luscious greenery 

Now close your eyes and clear your mind 

Breathe in breathe out 

While death is all about 

Stop, stand and listen 

While bombs drop and your muscles stiffen 

Open your eyes and look around

At what was once your home, your town

Children crying in pain and fear

Starving, confused - no loved ones near

Adults powerless to protect those they love 

As gunfire reigns from up above 

So stop for a moment and have some gratitude 

While we pray for ceasefire from this old aged feud 

❤️❤️❤️

Joanne C Hicks  Pembrokeshire Poet  copyright ©️ 

24th July 2025 

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon now! 

Where Is My Handbook…?

Wouldn’t it be great if when we arrived on earth

We were provided with a handbook - your life from birth

A neatly laid out road map that directed you on your way

Wow - that would be amazing, I can hear you say 

We amble along the road of life and let each day unfold

We never really push ourselves to break the cosy mould

It’s feels like we wear a blindfold and live in the dark

Trying to find that one thing that makes the special spark 

We don’t need a fancy handbook to lead us on our way

Sometimes all you need is courage to seize the day

So dip your toe into the water and try out something new

It doesn’t matter if you fail - just try and see it through!

Keep living - keep growing - keep learning 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

2nd July 2025

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Who’s World Is It…..?

I’ve had a busy night

You don’t understand my plight

The countryside’s my home

I feel so alone 

You humans don’t seem to care

Strewing your litter everywhere 

Why desecrate my world?

You don’t even seem concerned 

This lush green land is where I live

But when my babies die I can’t forgive 

Snarled in that mangled can 

Killed by the hands of man 

Just a baby, she saw the glint 

The can covered with your fingerprints

The can she thought was possibly food 

Your can took the life of one of my brood

This land we live in is not ours

So while we drive round in our fancy cars

Don’t wind down the window and throw litter out

Remember there’s always wildlife out and about! 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

24th June 2025

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems - available on Amazon 

Retreat, retreat, retreat 🧘

We arrived full of anticipation, laced with fear

Thank goodness Rhi had said “bring some beer”

Yoga and wine

Go together just fine!

Rise and shine at 4am to watch the dawn break 

Sleepy souls strolling past the mirror like lakes

Peace perfect peace as we trekked to the cliff top

The glowing, gorgeous orange sun our backdrop

But there was glowing of a different kind before us

As we lay upon our mats - in Rhi we placed our trust!

Your body - your yoga was the mantra of the day

Just do what you can, come what may

Sweaty bodies, bright red faces

Rhi put us through our paces! 

We knew a reward lay in store 

Gorgeous vegan food for one and all

We ate, we laughed and shed some tears

But Rhi was there to allay our fears

I saw the world from upside down!

A beaming face from my worried frown

Life can be good for you and for me

Practice gratitude daily and you’ll feel truly free 

Reach for the stars and never give up

Yoga will help you fill up your life cup

After all the blood, sweat and tears

The end of the retreat drew near

New friend were made, old ones reunite 

As we come together under starlight 

What better way to end a yoga retreat

Than by a fire ,with wine and treats

Some of us even broke out the sherry 

Everyone was rather merry!

So don’t be afraid to just let it all go

Breathe in, breathe out - go with the flow

Your body can do amazing things 

Yoga can give your soul freedom wings! 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon 

23rd June 2025

Claudette the Comma

I saw a beautiful butterfly as I walked along the lane

I stopped and wondered, what is this beauties name?

I harnessed the power of Facebook asking people what’s it called?

One answer that I got may leave you quite appalled 

It is a common Comma, with gorgeous orange wings

Her name is Claudette the Comma, my witty sister pings 🤦🏻‍♀️

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Just say …….

There’s a word that we find so hard to say

A small little word and it can get in the way

Sometimes we just can’t say it no matter what

Even though it goes against our gut 

Something so small yet it exerts such control 

We should just follow our heart and soul 

What’s wrong with saying what we feel

It really shouldn’t be a big deal 

So here’s the word you need to know 

That little word - it’s the word no

We don’t have to always say yes okay

Sometimes I’d alright to do things our way! 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 9-6-25

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems available to buy on Amazon 

Carew Wesley Anniversary 2025

There’s a building nestled alongside the still waters

It has a band of very loyal supporters 

It sits next to the majestic conker tree

Where children collect its treasure with glee

It’s doors are open to one and all

Not just to those who hear Gods call

It’s stood in situ longer than you or me 

Alongside the lofty Horse Chestnut tree 

On Sundays it’s filled with glorious song

But this isn’t just a singalong

Congregational singing full of happiness and joy 

John Brock is definitely our golden boy

Waves of voices rise up like a living sea 

Hearts, minds and spirits are truly free

Singing praises to the Lord our God 

In the place where so many others have trod 

Inside Carew Wesley you’ll find a sanctuary 

But nothing about it is extraordinary 

You’ll find ordinary people like me and you 

Who will help you with whatever you’re going through

In the stillness surrounding you there is a sense of peace 

You can just relax and let all your troubles release 

Here in the presence of our dear Lord

Your heart and soul will be fully restored

These four walls have seen all emotions 

Offered up in praise and devotions

We’ve laughed together but shed some tears

For all those we’ve lost over the years 

So in this quaint little chapel you are not alone

Even strangers are merely friends unknown

So let’s come together in praise and song

To celebrate our faith, which will be lifelong. 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 2nd June 2025

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems - available on Amazon. 

Push Out Your Branches

The trees stand tall upon the rising lands 

Glorious in every way as they stand firm 

Weathering the storms, winds and rain 

Some survive - some so brittle they fall 

The strongest ones thrive

Some fight for a chink of light

Smothered by the taller, fuller trees

They don’t give up though 

They know, beyond the branches sheltering them, is life

They find their way amongst the maze of branches

Seeking out the sources they need to grow

They are not intimidated by those stronger trees

With determination and help from Mother Nature

They find the path to growth 

Sound a bit like life?

The path we tread isn’t always easy to find or follow

But with faith, hope and determination you will find your way.  

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

4th June 2024

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No judgement within these walls

You slip your hand into mine

I can’t believe you’ve been so kind

I look deep into your eyes

As I lie there and just cry

No judgment made 

No attempt to degrade

Just empathy 

Just kindness 

You are a stranger but you act with care 

Hold my hand while I whisper a prayer

I’m scared, frightened and all alone 

In constant pain I let out a small groan 

You squeeze my arm so I know you are there 

I know you are obliged to provide me care

But you show me kindness and compassion 

I can see you do your job with such passion

In hospitals all barriers come down

All become equal

The gay man saves the homephobic man

The black woman saves the white man

The Catholic nurse comforts the atheist 

If only we had no barriers for all mankind

That we could all live with peace of mind 

No more fighting, wars and prejudice 

If only mankind acted with more selflessness 

We may not all have the same beliefs 

But we could unite in peace, instead of grief?

It’s not our place to judge each other 

Wouldn’t it be better if we just loved one another? 

Joanne Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

Author of “Eloquent” a collection of poems available on Amazon 

Love and Obedience

Love is such a small word that rolls off our tongues

Do we ever consider it’s true deeper meaning?

It floats out of our mouths as we turn to go 

Love you - with that, we just carry on and walk away

We tag it on to material objects, like our favourite mug, pen or socks

But do we ever consider the love that was gifted to us from above?

An invisible, all encompassing love that comes with no hidden strings attached

What was God’s expectation of us in return for his love?

All He asks of us is obedience 

Ten Commandments that what he gave us

If we can follow and abide by these ten simple rules

Our lives will be fuller, richer and we’d be more considerate of others

Love - it surely is the greatest blessing that can be bestowed upon us 

Love and obedience - God coupled them together - hand in hand 

So let’s remember his guidelines that He delivered with love 

Joanne C Hicks

9th May 2025 

Tree Hugging Soul 🌳🥰

Always stop to smell the flowers

Remember life is made up of hours

Stop and soak up the view 

Even if it’s one that’s not new

Remember to let troubles pass you by

They will still be there after you die

Don’t waste your time over trivial matters 

Be positive and use words that flatter 

Nature is full of riches and they are ours for free

So please don’t laugh if you see me hugging a tree 🌳 😂

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

6th May 2025

Author of “Eloquent”, a collection of poems, available on Amazon! 

Sea, sand and me

I gazed across the sea at the white crested waves 

I’m mesmerised; as they dance they hold my gaze

Their energy builds as they curl up into a crescendo 

As they glide over the salty waters like a feisty flamenco 

So much energy flooding towards the soft sandy beach

I stretch out my hand and into the swirling waters reach

The cold icy water rushes around my hand 

As I slowly rest it on the golden sand 

Just taking a moment with the sea, sand and me

As the water pulls back out, I take in the sea breeze

An empty mind and a chilled out vibe 

Yes - this is what the doctor subscribed 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

5th May 2025

Author of “Eloquent”, a collection of poems, available on Amazon! 

Grow Your Soul

Do you ever lie awake in bed

Your life running around in your head 

Wondering about the life choices you’ve made

Turning down opportunities because you were afraid

So many cross roads you’ve had to ponder

Did you ever take the wrong turn you wonder?

Round and round these thoughts swirl 

Before long your mind is just in a whirl 

But you can’t reverse and go back in time

You don’t need this turmoil at bedtime

So take a deep breath and let it all go 

A calmer soul has room to grow. 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon now! 

Society - The Broken Dream

Society is feeling a little broken

Society is feeling a little sad

Society is feeling a little scary

Society is feeling a little uncertain 

Society is feeling like a tempestuous teenager

Lost

Confused

Frightened

Unknown

Divided

Not heard

But there is always hope

There is always love

There is always compassion

There is always understanding 

There is always trust

So when you feel the future swarming in like a big, black, threatening cloud - look for the positives. That’s what makes the world turn. Nothing stays the same - good or bad. 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet 

If Dogs Could Talk ….

If Dogs Could Talk….

I think you’ll find you’re in my spot

That seems to happen quite a lot

You know the sofa is where I sit

I call it my cosy, puppy pit

I think you’ll find you forgot my mouth 

I did pout, whine, whimper and shout 

But you sat and ate all your tea

Right there - in front of me! 

You didn’t seem all that pleased

In fact I’d say you looked aggrieved 

When you put that fluffy toy in my bed

And in thirty seconds I’d rip off his head 

I had expected high praise indeed

When I took that toy and it was freed 

I doggedly pulled his stuffing out

And you - all you did was pout 

When I took you out for a walk 

I provided all the small talk

I let out lots of sharp, loud barks 

“Quiet” was all you could remark 

I’ve tried so hard to work you out 

But I don’t know what you’re about

But I know that we’ve got a special bond 

And here, with you, is where I belong. ❤️

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

20th March 2025 

On The Brink …..

We’re standing on the brink of something looking really dark

Nobody knows where it will end or where did it really start 

The world seems to spiralling, every way we turn 

We don’t appear to have paid heed to lessons already learnt

People facing daily struggles just to feed their families 

Politicians appearing to blank out the community casualties 

World leaders butting heads like angry charging bulls 

Our eyes completely blinkered by the wool they’ve pulled 

I’m staring over the precipice and I just can’t see the light

I don’t want to see any more countries preparing to fight 

Does anyone have the answer to find some lasting peace?

We sit and watch the dream of lower living costs decrease.

We mustn’t give up hope - it’s all we now have left

In many ways, in our country, we are still truly blessed 

I hope the path to brighter days will open up ahead 

Before too many more innocent people end up dead. 

9th March 2025 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

Is mankind blind?

My heart is full of sadness 

Witnessing such madness

The world needs peace 

We need the fighting to cease

But those in power seem blinkered 

Just wanting to take precious minerals unhindered 

It’s a sad day for humankind

Surely, mankind cannot be so blind 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet 1/3/2025 copyright ©️ 

Just let it all go…..

I’ve locked it away deep out of sight 

This pain that will never see the light

Buried way down deep in my soul

But it keeps seeping out of a tiny hole

The time when I thought I heard your voice

The hole gets bigger, like I have no choice

The time when I thought I saw you across the street

Hoping and praying that we would once again meet 

No - I’ve locked you away you can’t come out

Making me want to scream and shout

Taking over all my feelings and emotions 

Like a firework causing an explosion 

I’ve buried that grief way down deep 

I won’t allow myself to sit and weep

And yet - somehow as the hole grows

And more pain slips into my soul

I have a sense of relief and the tears flow

I realise that I’m missing you so 

But it’s ok to just let it all go 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet 24/01/2025

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Life’s Tests

The frustration and nerves whirl round and round

Struggling because that answer just can’t be found

Why do we do it

What does it prove

Life should be easy, just flowing along

Sometimes it feels like failure is my theme song

Again and again - hitting that wall 

I get up and then once again fall

I don’t want to be tested 

Like in life I’m not invested 

But what would life be without any challenges?

Sometimes the good and the bad balances 

Perhaps life’s tests are merely opportunities 

To strengthen life in our communities 

Without challenges how would we grow and learn 

We need to rise up to all its twists and turns

Daily tests, big and small help us find ourselves

Making us soul search and question and delve 

So those hurdles we have to climb may have a purpose

Maybe the strength they give us somehow serves us

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

18th January 2025 

Benji Boo - The Destroyer

I think Benji Boo deserves a treat

A new squeaky toy would be just neat

A bright yellow teddy with a mop of hair 

Yes it looks pretty tough, that won’t tear.

I pass Mr Teddy to Benji Boo

Confident, the teddy, he cant’t chew through 

Fast forward about thirty minutes 

Mr Teddy has reached his limit

His heads hanging off and his squeak is no more

Sadly I see his insides lying all over the floor

A doggy toy murder is what has occurred 

The speed of the destruction was quite absurd 

Benji sits alongside the destruction 

What we have here is a toy deconstruction 

A dismembered toy who once looked quite cute

Destroyed by Benji - the dog who’s a brute

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

15/01/2025

In memory of …….

I let go of the shiny ribbon

And watch as its pace quickens

The ribbon slips away from my fingers

I am longing the feeling to linger 

The feeling of freedom 

The feeling of joy

The feeling of remembrance 

The feeling of peace 

The balloon floats way up high

Weightless, dancing through the blue sky

I clutch my heart and say a prayer 

I will always keep you locked in there

The balloon slowly begins to fall

Lands on the ground, swept along like a ball

The horse saw the glint of the foil in the hedge

He can just reach it, even if it’s a small stretch 

The following morning the girl is met with horror 

She approaches the horse with absolute terror

It’s lifeless body lies in the field, that was it’s home 

Where it was once free to gallop and roam 

The balloon you released to help with your grief 

Which gave some comfort, albeit brief 

Has turned her world upside down 

Her whole body hurts, and she just breaks down. 

I know loss is so hard to bear 

But please find a kinder way to mark loved ones memories 

Sorry if you find this hard hitting but it’s the sad reality of releasing balloons. 🎈 ❤️

Joanne C Hicks 13/01/2025 copyright ©️ 

Pembrokeshire Poet

Half empty or half full….

Half Empty or half full…..

I’m staring at my glass as it twinkles in the light 

Wondering if there is a more beautiful sight

But when you look at that glass, is it half empty of half full?

I guess it’s all about prospective, so let’s go with a brimful

If the glass is half empty you can always fill it up

If the glass is half full, then there’s still plenty to sup

So don’t fret if you think there’s simply not enough

In reality, a lot of us, always have too much stuff! 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

10/01/2025 

Wasting Away

Wasting Away

Choking - our seas and rivers 

Are slowly choking.

Polluted and swamped

By humankind.

We profess to love animals,

To love the environment.

Yet our lives are surrounded,

by things we just throw away.

A disposable life,

where nothing is treasured.

A second in our hands,

A lifetime in our seas. 

We don’t want the inconvenience,

Carrying a bag, a cup, a straw.

We walk this planet 

With an air of a divine right.

Like humans are better,

Than any other living thing.

Easy come - easy go,

We are far too busy to care.

Meanwhile our waters,

Are littered with micro plastics.

Plastics filtering into the food chain,

Killing innocent creatures.

The damage is done,

The pollutants are out there.

Imagine being smothered,

By a man made material. 

Only we can make the change,

Reduce out waste.

Care more about our planet,

All its living creatures.

Let’s take a moment,

Stop and think.

If we had to keep all our waste,

Would we all create so much? 

J C Hicks ©️ copyright 6/2/23