September 24, 2015

 

 

Out of the blue, the moment right,

to jump ship now, by harbour light,

and land unscathed, in calmer waters:

Mother of the sea, what sense you taught her.

 

Out of the blue, the Solent still,

reached by desire via Portland Bill.

No onward journey, destiny’s clutch.

Mother of the sea; thank you so much.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And as we tread

the road to nowhere,

our onward journey

not in vain.

For with each step

around every corner

waits a new adventure

life cannot explain.

 

And as we tread

the road to nowhere,

a mistimed plan

can change the day

For with each step

around every corner,

courage of conviction

sees us pave the way.

 

And as we tread

the road to nowhere,

New horizons

ours to own.

For with each step

around every corner,

a trusted hand awaits;

we are not alone.

 

 

August 18, 2015

 

 

‘Heatwave came along

and turned up the controls.

Their ‘Central Heating’ album,

warming many souls.

 

‘My Life’, a sure hit release,

with a meaningful beat.

Billy Joel gave of his best,

with his Album – 52^nd Street.

 

Singing, for this songstress,

always a walk in the park.

Linda Lewis well remembered

for her delightful LP ‘Lark’.

 

Herbie Hancock; the cool dude,

who always got it right.

Made sure of huge success

with his great album ‘Sunlight’.

 

‘Warmer Communication’;

music we all understand.

Is still as good today,

by The Average White Band.

 

Billy Paul’s ‘Only the strong survive’,

and Rose Royce ‘Greatest hits’

two more special albums

that we all loved to bits.

 

One of the soulful romantics;

Al Green gave us ‘Explore your mind’,

and Gap Mangione’s ‘Funk America’

so right, when needing to unwind.

 

The Commodores ‘Midnight Magic’

was played until the dawn,

and also The Crusaders ‘Streetlife’,

brought us to another morn.

 

And finally, ‘The Weather Report’

came from Mr Gone.

Whilst ‘Exodus’, just the beginning

as Bob Marley’s sound lives on.

 

Albums notable by their Cover;

each track from memory, follows on.

The warm glow of nostalgia,

back then, when bright sun shone.

 

Each LP meant the world;

a musical diary to behold.

The plastic path of life;

the joy that vinyl told.

 

Written by Harriet Blackbury –

usual copyright rules apply. 

 

 

 

March 28, 2015

 

 

Where he goes,

we know we go to;

brother’s in arms,

we’ll make it through.

 

Where he goes,

we know we must be;

this holy trinity,

just us three.

 

Where he goes,

wind blows, on his trail,

and true to form,

we’re on his tail.

 

Where he goes,

on whatever whim;

into damnation

we’ll follow him.

 

Where he goes,

we know we must be,

joined at the hip,

for all to see.

 

Where he goes,

we two have to say;

‘come hell or high water,

it has to be this way.’

 

 

March 13, 2015

 

 

…and you the one

who kept me strong,

when days were endless,

nights were long.

 

When I, not sure

of life or death,

or near to taking

my last breath.

 

Knowing you were by me

eased my pain.

You were the one

who kept me sane.

 

My life in limbo,

like a ticking clock,

and all the while,

you were my rock.

 

I knew I had to

make it through;

to share with you

those skies of blue.

 

So much more living,

I prayed there’d be,

even when recovery,

really got to me.

 

I dreamt we’d travel.

I had a master plan.

I said to God,

‘don’t let me kick the can.’

 

‘I need her with me

in the promised land,

but I’d prefer on earth

to hold her hand,

 

a good while longer,

if it be your will:

This gift of life,

my one hope to fulfill’.

 

             —–

 

Now each moment cherished

by the simplest things;

walks by the river,

as the song bird sings.

 

And I thank you sweetheart

from the bottom of my heart.

I’m yours forever,

until the oceans part.

 

There’s one more thing,

and this you must hear.

‘I’ll love you always,

my darling dear.

 

 

 

March 5, 2015

 

 

Everyone needs

a touchstone,

when their confidence

takes a dip.

 

A talisman

to good fortune,

to help climb

over a blip.

 

Everyone needs

a sounding board;

a ‘bounce-back’

cushioned buffer,

 

for damage

limitation,

when in isolation

they suffer.

 

Everyone needs

a good luck charm,

in whatever form

it appears,

 

to energise

and rejuvenate,

enabling smiles,

to replace old fears.

 

 

January 18, 2015

 

 

‘I know’ she said;

‘I’ve always known’!

‘But I don’t worry about,

what I can’t condone’.

‘No point to grumble

and to groan.

That’s why I choose

to be alone.

 

 

 

January 14, 2015

 

 

A caressing thumb,

stroking the back of the hand;

warm flesh on flesh,

soon to leave, as planned.

 

Each touch agonising,

as a tear descends,

when the parting imminent,

of trusted friends.

 

 

 

 

 

A thought transplanted

from a seed;

passed on discretely;

the mind to feed,

 

will manifest itself

in time,

into reality,

and from slumber climb.

 

To give of self

for others gain;

what better way,

joy to attain!

 

 

 

 

The joining of hearts and minds;

a summer of exuberance and hope.

The unity of the people, proving,

in grim times, they could cope.

 

Such happiness and laughter;

real enthusiasm and drive.

Through celebration and togetherness,

showing hard times they could survive.

 

The linking of nations was magical,

confirming, that human beings once more,

can make a world truly wonderful,

by embracing what life has in store.

 

 

 

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