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

Copyright ©️ 

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 bug 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