Stammering Poetry

Paul4As

Writing things down about whatever concerns you have in life sometimes helps "manage" them or ease the burden a little bit!!!
People can use poetry for example to convey their feelings!!!
Stammering avokes many feelings...positive and negative!!!
I'm gonna post a few poems that a friend of mine has written!!!
Please be obliged to put up any of your own or any that you know!!!:)

Paul4As

Words

I have given up the ghost,
Words that matter to me most.
I am down as far as I can go,
I try to talk no-no-no.
Feeling kinda numb,
I may as well be dumb.
Vowels running through my head,
Consonants that can't be said.
Nouns and verbs are in a jumble,
I am going to take a tumble.
Out of my mouth will not come a sound,
As I am falling to the ground.

By Mary Devlin, Donegal (17th June 2007)

Paul4As

Hold Your Tongue

Living on a knife edge,
Wedge by wedge,
Halfed and halfed again,
Hanged, drawn and quartered,
Like a guillotine,
Tongue on the block,
Unable to talk,
Bulging eye,
Bulging vein,
Grasping for breath again,
The pointed knife serrates the tongue,
Corrosive words are uttered,
Breaking up as they are stuttered.

By Mary Devlin, Donegal (5th September 2007)

Paul4As

The Babbling Brook

The babbling brook,
Imitates me,
Irritates me,
Gyrates me,
Infuriates me.

Bursting bubbles overcome with speed,
Words are eaten up with greed,
Stones stumbling in the tumelt,
It's not my fault.

The babbling brook,
Saturates me,
Humiliates me,
Mutilates me,
Violates me.

By Mary Devlin, Donegal (18th July 2007)

Paul4As

Go With The Flow

I talk to the flowing water - what does it matter?
Words are drowned by the noise. I cannot recognise my voice.

By Mary Devlin, Donegal (12th July 2007)

Stephen P

Hey Paul, do you think Mary would mind if I read out a couple of the poems at the Dublin Selfhelp meetings?

Paul4As

Stephen..I'm sure Mary would be delighted to hear that her poems are being listened to by as many people as possible!!!
I first heard them at one of my Patmar Reunions 2 years ago...they are very good as you can see!!!
They would even be beneficial to speech therapists...family and friends of stammerers...they give a brill insight in to the struggle it can be at times for us stammerers!!!!

Stephen P

Thanks Paul, I'll bring them along to the next meeting next Tuesday.

Charlie_Boswell

There I sat broken hearted,
Tried to speak and never started.
I opened mouth but nothing came out,
yet in my head my voice cried out.

Now I stand Now I've started
I've found my voice, the silence - departed.
and if I stammer - If I stop
I don't care - I'm **** hot!:D

Charlie - The poet I never knew !

God damn I need to stop drinking coffee so late - time to go to bed!

Charlie_Boswell

My entire body was burning
I could feel the flames
coursing my veins
as I tried to speak out
Lost words stalked my dreams
with classroom scenes and wispered voices

I took a turn - some brand new chances
to make a change - to make advances
I've turned my head, I've turned a corner.
new wisdom - I'm stronger.

Charlie Boswell

Seamus Heaney....who???:D

Paul4As

M'aidez

High seas,
Breaking up in tidal waves,
Wavelengths,
That stretch my words,
Coming from my mouth,
Going south,
Wind swept syllables to the sky,
Mist smothers me how much I try,
Intermittent shrieks of gulls mock my words,
Hyphenated vocals blocked by sand,
For I do not understand,
Frothy voices seem so faraway,
MAYDAY, MAYDAY,MAYDAY.

By Mary Devlin, Donegal (19th September 2007)