Articles written by Clair Clothier

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About me - Clair Clothier

hello there - I was born in England, raised in the Isle of Man and now live in New Zealand on a sheep and beef farm.

I want to write poetry and have been writing for around 20 years now - this is the first one I've put on any site. I have hundreds of scraps

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Relationships & Family > Friendship Advice What is friendship?: 1 of 108
Friendship is rare and precious. People often confuse the gaiety of a good time with friendship. Really, friendship is only truly understood in the darkness. The true friend is the one you can call in the middle of the night if you need to. A true friend will be the one who envelops you, even on those cold nights where each o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-reflection: 20 of 485
The truth.How can one such as me,ever be free,when I'm shackled and chained,by my own self blame,by my own stupidity,when I know what could beI look to you,feel your desire,burn for you, live for you,desire burns higher,I want you completely,your self and your soul,Possess me, caress me,Accepting the toll,I bring pain, I brin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual: 52 of 656
"Walking, I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly, all my ancestors are behind me. Be still they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands" Linda Hogan. Native American WriterOn spiritualityI do not speak of religionfor this is a thingoften twisted from all proportionand misread and misheardby priest... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeing beauty: 13 of 109
Needs:Remember..Money is nothing, but means to surviveLove is everything the meaning of lifeThe brief point of now is only a gameYou win and you lose the outcomes the sameThe body will die, only spirit survivesTo carry you on, to a knowledge sublimeYou cannot take money,You can't carry thingsOnly peace in your heart,and beaut... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: An enchanted place: 6 of 49
ValhallaCold winds blow,where once proud kings to Tynwald rode,the pathway's old,their footsteps bold,will never walk this way againThrough the grasses we could dance,but ne'er again shall we so prance,the road is safe now,lost is lore,kingship felled, and reigns no more,no longer battle, no longer strifeno longer need to fig... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Circle of life: 9 of 47
LifeAs passing time does yonder spare,the gnarled oak cries out each year,in endless search of skeleton mind,Nirvana sweet and peace in kind,eternal questions ever asked,but few may tread that stony path,contentment's trail a mere pretense,for who can of this life make sense.The sands of time drift upwards,the flow of life e'... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual gypsy: 1 of 5
Spiritual GypsyRocking slowly, back and forth,An empty chair on a cluttered porch,Creaking softly gainst the breeze,Catching fallen autumn leaves,Silence is broken, softly dispersed,Far off footfall, scraping dirtFrom clearing of woodland he stepped alone,His eyes watching, listening,For the sound of her singing;Crouched low,... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Desire: 76 of 361
On love makingLove is made in many waysnot just the sweet unionof skin touching in the darknessand sweat glistening on fevered browsas you explore the depths of one anotherNot even by firesidesdrinking in the sights and smells of one anotherthat sweet taste of yourselvesunique and powerful,or those scents which drive you to c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 106 of 486
Suicide is painlessA moment will pass,This moment wont last,I'm going to wake up in a minute,I sit and I stall,With my back to the wall,But I'm going to wake up in a minuteThe moment has passed,Alone at last,I'm going to wake up in a minute,This dream like state,Or am I awake,Please god let me wake,Oh god let me wake in a min... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Relationships: 107 of 451
On compromiseWhen you take two individualsstrong in their ways and mindslife is not always restfulthere are those days when you could screamand shout at the temerity of another's actionsthings do not run smoothwhen the forcefulness of your nature,will not be quietenedThese times,when patience is stretched to breakingharsh wor... More..