August 28, 2012

 

 

In time it will probably manifest itself

as these things generally do,

and like the nutcase of the animal world,

the zebrafication will come into view.

Resting puzzlingly on the eye, and

showing us in black and white,

some ‘tongue in the cheek’ humour,

that possibly could delight!

 

 

 

August 27, 2012

 

 

What a loaded bite

that made them grapple,

was Eve’s first taste

of that damned apple.

 

 

 

 

‘It’s windy today’ said Winnie,

‘It’ll blow you into next week’.

‘Oh, I’m well prepared’ replied Clara,

‘I’ve lived through conditions more bleak’.

 

 

 

 

 

The heavens opened and in seconds

puddles flooded the streets.

My heart opened and in seconds

tears flooded my cheeks.

 

 

 

 

 

Run along the garden wall,

and tip-toe over the fence.

Then return tomorrow for another crumb,

if indeed you’ve any sense.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We bond and break with monotony.

We search to find in others, qualities we lack.

We test and cajole so mischievously.

But once we leave, there’s no turning back.

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t give the evil-doers any airtime

It’ll make them martyrs and that’s their aim.

Don’t glorify any wrong doings

Never again mention their name.

 

 

 

 

August 23, 2012

 

 

Some sparkling razzmatazz is due.

A change of mind-set a must.

Go forward now and don’t look back.

And in your own judgement trust.

 

 

 

 

It was only a trickle,

but the lemon pickle

made all the difference

to the dish.

 

It was only a mutter,

but the overheard utter

made all the difference

to the wish.

 

 

 

 

Close the book, the story’s told.

Why re-live the agony?

Why shoulder all the blame?

If you read the book a thousand times,

the ending would be the same.

 

 

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