July 14, 2012

 

 

He was willing to leave

his roots to be with her.

But she wouldn’t hear of it,

and thus spent the rest of her

life wondering – what if?

 

 

 

 

 

Under normal circumstances

such an idea would have been

unthinkable.  She’d already been

warned that sorrow she would drink.

But she was lead by her stubborn

foolhardiness, and unable, clearly to think.

 

 

 

 

 

 

She lived and died and no-one knew,

the pain she felt, for she withdrew.

She kept her suffering out of view,

to prove her love for me and you.

 

 

 

July 13, 2012

 

 

 

My tears into rain have gathered

My smile now the beaming sun

My presence in the form of a shiver,

is all I dare deliver.

 

  

 

 

It’s best to own up to the simplest mistake

because not to, would only be folly.

If sorry doesn’t work, then plead insanity

It’s OK to be quite off your trolley

 

It’s best to recover from any such mistake,

as fast as you possibly can.

Get it right off your chest then lay it to rest,

and move on to your very next plan.

 

As we all grow, we must make that mistake,

from which we always step back and retreat.

How many times must we wobble and fall,

before finally finding our feet?

 

How dull life would be without a single mistake,

to refer to at some later stage.

And how sad not to have in our memory bank,

a mistake that was worth a week’s wage!

 

 

 

 

The words she said

came back to haunt me.

At the time I dismissed them

as futile and meaningless.

But the words she said

were profound and should

have been listened to.

 

 

July 9, 2012

 

 

Sample a cupful of mirth.

Top it up with good cheer.

Discover the elixir of life

And enjoy it, whilst you’re still here.

 

 

 

 

Allsorts and misshapes,

and ‘bag over the head’ cases,

look young and delicious in

dark night club places.

 

 

 

 

Mourners and weepers,

and some not caring less,

joined forces together and

prayed for owd Tess.

 

 

 

Has the penny dropped yet?

Is the picture clear?

Do we have to spell it out?

Are you as thick as you appear?

 

 

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