November 25, 2012

 

 

In the quietest kind of way,

he just got on with it.

He had a willing pair of hands,

and found no job too foreboding,

no task too demeaning.

From day one he was so easy

to train, and the obvious choice

to finish first, in the winning lane.

 

 

November 23, 2012

 

 

Why allow  empty vessels

to win out on the day.

By the time they become top cat,

their ideals will have blown away.

 

 Why  allow dreamers to

ever take ultimate charge.

They belong to the world,

and should remain at large.

 

 

November 19, 2012

 

 

The simplicity of the gesture,

so touching and out of the blue.

A feather came gently floating,

bringing a message from you to me.

 

 

November 3, 2012

 

 

He insisted on balancing

the books to the penny.

Attention to detail and

disciple he instilled.

He’d stay on their case,

no matter how long,

until inside their head

his point, he had drilled.

 

A fiercer task master

there never was.

On occasions he made

grown men cry!

These days he would have

been seen as a bully,

but his staff all went on

to reach the sky!

 

 

November 2, 2012

 

 

Though bright lights beckon,

and adulation is strong,

ask yourself if at base camp

is where you belong?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spend one year alone

Leave your misgivings on the shelf

Trust in your own judgement,

and learn to love yourself.

 

 

October 24, 2012

 

 

Why would you hide behind closed curtains?

no-one wants to look at you

Only mushrooms thrive in darkness

Breathe some air and take in the view.

 

Why would you sit without a light shining?

now that dusk has turned to night.

You’ll have cockroaches come to visit

They think it’s their god given right.

 

Why would you lie under the canopy?

like you were in a silken tomb,

with your body as still as a corpse –

Bet you were loathe to come out of the womb?

 

 

 

I’m giving it to you straight

The first two were really great,

but the one after was even better,

and certainly well worth the wait.

 

 

 

 

The first venture away from his homeland

A chance to grow and exist

in the corporate world of opportunities.

In triumph, he punches his fist.

 

 

October 7, 2012

 

 

 

A hard nut to crack,

he came across as brisk and cold,

but beneath his organised exterior,

lay a harrowing story untold.

 

 

 

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