July 5, 2015

 

 

and light that begged

a second glance,

touched the receptors

in my brain,

 

and for a moment

all life stopped,

as sense of now

I did retain.

 

 

New light then beckoned

me come see,

the lost opportunity

as hands unclasp,

 

when dark clouds

overhead dispersed;

the answer now

within my grasp.

 

 

Dear light that said

‘this your last chance;

leave your old world

where wild nymphs dance.

 

and see the future

through clear eyes;

abandon dreams

  that mesmerize’.   

 

 

 

 

Oh heat of the day

that calls to me,

to stay indoors

and let sense run free.

 

Oh heat of the day

that saps my strength;

A walk, but a dawdle;

a run, not at any length.

 

 

Oh heat of the day,

when pavements cracking.

The sea not for swimming,

now there’s talk of fracking!

 

Oh heat of the day;

you complex tool.

I’m begging for storm clouds,

just to stay cool.

 

 

Oh heat of the day

if I knew your plan,

preparation I’d make;

your mind I would scan.

 

Oh heat of the day,

no compassion you show.

My system water-logged;

my energy low.

 

 

Oh heat of the day,

I longed for last Fall,

when snow, inches thick,

with high drifts, I recall.

 

Oh heat of the day;

inside I’m now dwelling,

with fans working overtime,

and both ankles swelling.

 

 

Oh heat of the day,

go back, from where you came,

before my last breathe is gone;

I’m so sorry, it’s a shame.

 

Oh heat of the day,

I thought you and I,

could sit side by side,

but I was wrong, so goodbye.

 

 

Oh heat of the day,

a cold shower I’m taking.

You’ve outstayed your welcome;

my body’s half baking.

 

Oh heat of the day,

come back sometime soon,

but do me a favour,

and clear-off by noon.

 

 

July 1, 2015

 

 

This week Tony is

LIVE from Italy

with his

‘Rock Italia’ Show.

Repeats on

Thurs. 8.00 am

Friday. 01.00 am

Saturday 19.00 pm

Monday 11.00 am

UK time

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