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Reach Out
When your tears won't dry
When your cries are unheard
When your loneliness hurts
When you words are ignored
Reach Out
When your heart is breaking
When the pain gets too much
When you are afraid
When you are alone
Reach Out
When you need a shoulder
When you need a friend
When nothing feels right
When it's all gone wrong
Reach Out
When you are at the end
When the light is all gone
When tonight never ends
When tomorrow is scary
Reach Out
And I'll be there for you - always.
When your tears won't dry
When your cries are unheard
When your loneliness hurts
When you words are ignored
Reach Out
When your heart is breaking
When the pain gets too much
When you are afraid
When you are alone
Reach Out
When you need a shoulder
When you need a friend
When nothing feels right
When it's all gone wrong
Reach Out
When you are at the end
When the light is all gone
When tonight never ends
When tomorrow is scary
Reach Out
And I'll be there for you - always.
A lot of what I write is in the form of blank verse, lacking in rhyme although I stick to a strict metre. Many people do not consider blank verse to be 'proper' poetry, and it is clear that those who count on this site think that my scribblings have very little merit. It is well to have the bubble of one's self delusion punctured, but the humiliation of the realisation of one's lack of ability still hurts.
Meanwhile I will give an example of what I aspire to from Book IV of Wordsworth's Prelude.
Bright was the summer's noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top
Standing alone, as from a rampart's edge,
I overlooked the bed of Windermere,
Like a vast river, stretching in the sun.
With exultation, at my feet I saw
Lake, islands, promontories, gleaming bays,
A universe of Nature's fairest forms
Proudly revealed with instantaneous burst,
Magnificent, and beautiful, and gay.
I bounded down the hill shouting amain
For the old Ferryman; to the shout the rocks
Replied, and when the Charon of the flood
Had staid his oars, and touched the jutting pier,
I did not step into the well-known boat
Without a cordial greeting. Thence with speed
Up the familiar hill I took my way
Towards that sweet Valley where I had been reared;
'Twas but a short hour's walk, ere veering round
I saw the snow-white church upon her hill
Sit like a thronèd Lady, sending out
A gracious look all over her domain.
Yon azure smoke betrays the lurking town;
With eager footsteps I advance and reach
The cottage threshold where my journey closed.
Meanwhile I will give an example of what I aspire to from Book IV of Wordsworth's Prelude.
Bright was the summer's noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top
Standing alone, as from a rampart's edge,
I overlooked the bed of Windermere,
Like a vast river, stretching in the sun.
With exultation, at my feet I saw
Lake, islands, promontories, gleaming bays,
A universe of Nature's fairest forms
Proudly revealed with instantaneous burst,
Magnificent, and beautiful, and gay.
I bounded down the hill shouting amain
For the old Ferryman; to the shout the rocks
Replied, and when the Charon of the flood
Had staid his oars, and touched the jutting pier,
I did not step into the well-known boat
Without a cordial greeting. Thence with speed
Up the familiar hill I took my way
Towards that sweet Valley where I had been reared;
'Twas but a short hour's walk, ere veering round
I saw the snow-white church upon her hill
Sit like a thronèd Lady, sending out
A gracious look all over her domain.
Yon azure smoke betrays the lurking town;
With eager footsteps I advance and reach
The cottage threshold where my journey closed.
Another - and to me, inexplicable - grammar error I have come across is the use of 'alot' for 'a lot'. Why? 
There are numerous examples of misuse or incorrect word usage. The problem (in my opinion) lies in how one speaks. If your diction is poor the likelihood is your written grammar will be also. I have noticed this trend in emails and texts I receive whereby the author uses poor grammar - or writes how he or she speaks. What's the answer? I have no idea. It's a cross we all have to bear I guess...
There are numerous examples of misuse or incorrect word usage. The problem (in my opinion) lies in how one speaks. If your diction is poor the likelihood is your written grammar will be also. I have noticed this trend in emails and texts I receive whereby the author uses poor grammar - or writes how he or she speaks. What's the answer? I have no idea. It's a cross we all have to bear I guess...
