September 18, 2012

 

 

A life lived as planned

should be considered a

fortunate hand.

 

 

 

September 13, 2012

 

 

 

A frown says more than a million words.

Eyes wide open, set alarm bells ringing.

A shake of the head from left to right

says ‘to little hope, one is clinging.

 

 

 

September 9, 2012

 

 

Hard times produce

creativity and thrift.

Awakening a survival

mechanism, that

 would otherwise be

left free to drift.

 

 

 

September 6, 2012

 

 

 

Doing nothing isn’t advisable.

Something won’t just appear out of the blue.

The input you contribute will be immeasurable.

Go forth and develop pastures new.

 

 

September 5, 2012

 

 

It’s all about balance

and not falling over.

From birth to the grave

in a line, we must walk.

 

It’s all about trusting

and not calling others.

From when thoughts

into words, we must talk.

 

 

August 31, 2012

 

 

 

 

He fills his mind with a million things

and follows each job through to the

smallest detail. Being both pernickety

and a perfectionist, he still lives in a

regimented world of orderliness, otherwise

his mind would drift back to the past-

and that wouldn’t do!

 

 

 

 

Soldier on the front line

So young and brave is he.

With a fearless vulnerability

Please god, bring him home to me.

 

 

August 30, 2012

 

 

It’s too late to think laterally

when horizontal you lay.

It’s too soon to celebrate the harvest

until you’ve gathered in the hay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

In principle, I suppose it has merit,

though it’s a little far off the mark.

To be honest, it’s a load of rubbish.

It’s souless and lacks any spark.

 

 

August 29, 2012

 

 

 

A town that I’d never thought twice about,

has come into orbit of late.

Connecting extended tentacles and

proving that it’s never too late.

 

 

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