Burning Candle

By Terence Beresford

ISBN: 9781847471086
Published: 2007
Pages: 173
Key Themes: poetry, manic depression, bi-polar disorder, grief

Description

Terry Beresford's Poems describe the experiences of manic depression. His poems are heartfelt, assured and full of pathos.

About the Author

Terry has been married for 36 years and has 3 children. He grew up in Rainham, Essex and in 1966 joined the Fire Service, serving in the East End of London for nearly 20 years. In 1985 Terry suffered an accident which forced him to retire. Since 1990 Terry has been diagnosed with manic depression, he was prompted to write poetry to come to terms with his illness. Many of Terry's poems were written while he was in the depths of depression. Terry is a volunteer with Basildon Mind where, for 13 years, he has helped with their counselling service. Terry's hobbies include collecting Fire Service memorabilia and writing. He has written four books to date, 'Burning Candle' is his second to be published.

Book Extract

GLAD AND SAD

Winter comes, we are sad
Summer here we are glad
Raindrops on our face
The sun within your heart
Go with the flow, at your pace
Stick with nature, don't grow apart
Butterflies, they come and go
Buds flower, they have made a start
Birds duck and dive in the skies
Bees and wasps fly around the flowers
Pollinating and feeding all day
It comes and goes, glad and sad
Sit down; relax in sun's warm rays
Imagine the sun is all around for days
No winter in your heart.

GO WITH THE FLOW

It came upon me in a different way,
It ripped my guts away
Damage done, for all to see,
So powerful, fearful, just not me.
Perhaps next time I'll kill
No way - not on - time to change
It caught me out, no time to run,
But my memory stays intact.
To recall, Assess and plan defeat
Return the compliment that's what I'll do
Surprise, Change tack, beat the bum,
Fight, keep on, it'll soon come.
Albeit a different way.
Boundaries 'amust, to save defeat
Others must guide me though.
If we are to gain our goal
In cotton wool I'll win the war,
Is that a lot to ask?
Prove myself, no need for me
An open book I feel.
Slow down, take nothing on