February 9, 2014

 

 

Take one gram of imagination,

and two grams of inspiration,

then mix together rampantly

with a few drops of perspiration.

 

Now set aside for an hours duration,

using the time for deserved relaxation,

whilst counting your many blessings,

to spread on top, as divine decoration.

 

 

 

February 4, 2014

 

When all reasoning leaves the alcove space,

and flees for cover to loves warm embrace.

All too late, melting footsteps to trace;

time to finally accept, a mirrored face.

 

 

To strike a blow

at ones achilles heal,

shows lack of tact

and very little zeal.

 

So of it the victim

mustn’t make a meal,

but instead gather strength,

and all hurt conceal.

 

 

January 29, 2014

 

 

 

They dangle and they tantalise,

and sparkle as we fantasise.

But when night-time falls we realise,

our dreams may never crystallise.

 

For in this game of lows and highs,

we are no longer taken, by surprise.

We must trust that only sense applies,

and truth will come without compromise.

 

 

January 22, 2014

 

 

Hesitation; the enemy of impulse,

as one can surely find to their cost.

Holding back at the vital moment

can mean that all is but lost.

 

Yet to charge along on a runaway train

can be a life changing hairy ride,

if a second thought has not been given,

to the consequences or the downside.

 

The trick is getting the balance right, by

asking impulse and hesitation to compromise.

It’s as delicate a decision as you’ll ever make,

but well worth the energy to realise.

 

 

January 12, 2014

 

 

She has legs as long as one can remember,

and a cracking shape at that.

She is as tall when she is sitting down,

as most ladies are when they are not sat!

 

Yet her legs are always covered up,

in trousers or in denim jeans.

What a waste of natural beauty;

One can only hope sanity intervenes,

 

and she gives the world the benefit

of those amazing ‘god given’ pins,

by wearing more skirts and dresses,

and confines her leg-wear to the bins.

 

 

 

January 10, 2014

 

 

Must you reach for another bottle?

You always take it that step too far.

It’s an unpleasant sight to observe,

when you stumble away from a Bar.

 

Must you go on a self destruct journey,

in an attempt to disguise who you are?

Is it so hard to face the true reality,

stone cold sober, without gripping a jar?

 

 

 

January 7, 2014

 

 

No actual visible evidence.

Just a feeling that constantly gnaws,

and lets one know instinctively,

their attackers have got out their claws.

 

 

 

 

….. and always

having at hand

a ‘to do’ list.

Every moment

controlling

a shaking wrist.

 

 

 

January 2, 2014

 

 

Stand back and address the issues here,

and take yourself out of the equation.

And is there still a problem now?

I think not, on this occasion.

 

 

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