April 7, 2012

 

 

I awoke today and thought of you,

I often do, and then other times

You leave my mind and I am free

To breathe, though vacant

 And less happy, than when

 you fill my world

 

 

 

 

Her love had troubles many

Which clouded his judgement

And tormented his worried mind.

But, as soul mates, they battled through

With arms entwined.

 

 

 

 

Thank the Lord for solitude,

He thought, as he

 Closed his office door

And went over to download

‘that’ website

Like he’d done a

Thousand times before.

 

 

 

 

You must tell him to stop

Coming here after work.

He heads straight upstairs

To do big jobs on our toilet

And keeps blocking it up.

It’s not the ‘done thing’ you know!

Ee, whatever do you see in him?

You could do much better.

Your Dad’s not keen either.

Last week when he came

He left muddy footprints

All over our new hall carpet and

I only just managed to clean it up

Before Auntie Edith arrived –

And you know how fussy she is!

 

 

 

 

To love and know no future is in sight

To want and know to have cannot be right

To need and suffer pain not worth the fight

To lose and never know love’s dizzy height

 

 

April 6, 2012

 

A life lived together

hand in hand

as the years go by

 

A friendship so true

side by side

until the rivers run dry

 

 

 

I wasn’t asleep, honestly, I wasn’t

I was merely snoozing, just having forty winks

Taking a nap

Nodding off momentarily

After a few drinks

 

I wasn’t snoring, honestly, I wasn’t

I was deeply sighing whilst taking long blinks

Having a breather

Drifting off therapeutically

Chasing the sphinx

 

 

 

 

To touch a melting snowflake

And experience the momentary magic

Is nothing short of a miracle

 

To catch your passing smile

And experience a swell of emotion

Is nothing short of exhilarating

 

To see your goodbye wave

And experience your departing

Is nothing short of devastating

 

 

 

 

Sprinkle the earth

on top of the coffin

He won’t be coming back

He’s happy now and where

He wanted to be.

The will to live had left him

Now they’re back together,

Don’t you see?

In life they were as just one

In harmony, two hearts did gel

Without her, the flame went out

And he became an empty shell.

 

 

April 5, 2012

 

 

The swine

The cad

The ‘Jack the lad’

I’ll have his guts for garters

 

I’d like to lock him in the stocks

And at him – whiz tomarta’s

 

His roving eye

His velvet tongue

His bald head doesn’t stop him

 

He thinks he’s ‘it’

But he’s in for shit

And that’s only for ‘starters

 

 

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